In his column today, Mark Morford (San Francisco Chronicle) reflects on the surreal cocktail of emotions we've all been experiencing -- here's the start, the rest is
here.
Permagrins For Obama
The country's still a disaster. Why is everyone smiling?
It happened in a taxicab. It happened in a bank. It's happened multiple times in yoga class (of course) and I've heard it happen in cafes and supermarkets and restaurants and even out in the rough 'n' ragged city streets where you normally expect only a sidelong glance and a suspicious frown or maybe a slight nod of hello-now-please-get-out-of-my-way.
The best part: Each and every time, it's been almost wholly spontaneous, an outbreak, a burst, the unexpected thing that you haven't felt in years and which, in many ways, can't really believe you're experiencing at all.
It's smiling, laughing, actual cheering among the normally jaded and the wary whenever Obama's voice is heard, or when his name comes up on the radio, in print, in a song, on the sidewalk -- anywhere at all. It's a relatively surreal sense of Can This Really Be True? Is that young, calm, rock-solid, intellectual black guy really our new president?
1 comment:
this is such a great article and puts to words exactly how i've been feeling. and he's absolutely right, the best part of all this exhilaration, and joy, and gratitude is just this: it ain't over yet.
"The best part: This feeling has roots, is anchored in the hard concrete of reality and fact. It's already getting ready to pay off."
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