A great thing about being in DC last night was the opportunity just to take all this relief and joy and pure exhileration and aim it somewhere. Once Boyfriend and I left Tonic after the acceptance speech, we heard rumblings of what sounded like a crowd, so we naturally walked to where we thought it was. We walked up 21st, then down Pennsylvania Avenue, and we quickly realized that the sound wasn't in one specific spot; it was everywhere. Every group of people we passed were smiling and laughing and cheering. We exchanged hi-fives and shouts of "Obama!" Every car and cab that passed honked and hollered out the windows. It was an amazing release of good nature and we finally just said "to the White House!" It was the only logical place to go.
Hundreds of other people had already had the idea. It was a mob. But not a mob like the one approaching Frankenstein's castle, but more like the mob we saw in Philly last week. Indeed, it felt exactly like a town who just won a major sports championship, but instead it was for the man who we just elected President. And somehow that really felt much better.
Here is a blurry photo taken on my cell phone of the scene:
People held up balloons and sign and flags. They even held up other people on their shoulders. They were of every age and color and creed. And we all just congregated like the mosh pit of a concert. It was awesome. Some people chanted "O-ba-ma! O-ba-ma!" Others did "Obama! O-8!" Others did "8 More Years! 8 More Years!" Of course there was "Yes we can! Yes we can!" and its now popular variation of "Yes we did! Yes we did!" And there were more than one rendition of "Nah nah nah nah. Nah nah nah nah. Hey hey hey! Goodbye" The turned the second floor lights out in the White House while we were there. I think someone finally realized it was time to go to bed.
And a group of kids yelled at us from across the street: "What color is your president?!" And I proudly yelled back "He's black!"
It feels good to be an American today. I haven't felt this way in a long time.
Hundreds of other people had already had the idea. It was a mob. But not a mob like the one approaching Frankenstein's castle, but more like the mob we saw in Philly last week. Indeed, it felt exactly like a town who just won a major sports championship, but instead it was for the man who we just elected President. And somehow that really felt much better.
Here is a blurry photo taken on my cell phone of the scene:
People held up balloons and sign and flags. They even held up other people on their shoulders. They were of every age and color and creed. And we all just congregated like the mosh pit of a concert. It was awesome. Some people chanted "O-ba-ma! O-ba-ma!" Others did "Obama! O-8!" Others did "8 More Years! 8 More Years!" Of course there was "Yes we can! Yes we can!" and its now popular variation of "Yes we did! Yes we did!" And there were more than one rendition of "Nah nah nah nah. Nah nah nah nah. Hey hey hey! Goodbye" The turned the second floor lights out in the White House while we were there. I think someone finally realized it was time to go to bed.And a group of kids yelled at us from across the street: "What color is your president?!" And I proudly yelled back "He's black!"
It feels good to be an American today. I haven't felt this way in a long time.
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