Good dreams can--and do--come true.
There IS a God.
The Dawning of the Age of Enlightenment
No More Shame
A President to be Proud Of
Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus
For the first time in my entire adult life I feel proud of who we have elected as president. And I feel no shame in saying this--and it's the truth. And given that I'm not Michelle Obama, I know I won't be berated for it.
How to express all that I feel on this most glorious of days--the day after our electing Barack Obama, the man who will certainly prove to be the best thing that could happen to us and the world?
At long last we Americans have redeemed ourselves from a way too long sojourn in the dungeons of delusion. I really thought we were on the brink of self-annihilation, based on our very poor showing in the elections eight and four years ago--and I had my bags packed, ready to move to Canada just in case we staged a repeat performance this time. Problem was that Canada had recently become markedly less appealing, given its proximity to Alaska. But those worries are over now, and thank God we have that deep freezer to send any unfortunate campaign leftovers back to.
This was truly an election for the world--and the world was definitely watching--and holding their collective breath along with us. E-mails from European friends have flooded my inbox--they couldn't sleep last night for not being able to have the election results before Wednesday morning--European time. Now that we all know those results, the collective sigh of relief is too huge to adequately describe---words literally fail me.