Glog

I woke up this morning and did something I rarely, if ever, do: I turned on the TV. It’s rare for me to turn on the TV, much less at 6:45a in the morning, but it had to be done. I flipped the channels until I found one with election coverage (no cable/satellite, so I only have a handful of local options available), and knew immediately the outcome even before the commentator said a word, given the cheering crowds and the very positive feeling that came through the glass.

So the past and the present goals have been accomplished (obliterated one might say, given the landslide victory), and now comes the hardest part of it all: the future. But it is at least one driven by hope and a belief that change is as feasible as it is necessary. Yes, we can. We Have. We Will.

I found Mr McCain’s concession speech gracious and elegant, even as his supporters booed each and every mention of Mr Obama’s name (ironically, the same was not true on the other camp: Mr Obama’s mentions of Mr McCain and Mrs Palin’s names drew cheers and applause). Mr Obama’s speech was direct and gracious as well, fit of the leader that he is.

It’s only begun. Rock on.