I wish I would have had time to write this post last night or this morning. When I still thought for a brief moment that everyone would feel like I did. That everyone would see how this country, and the whole world, for that matter, were dancing in the streets. And in DC,at the same site of the 1968 riots, thousands danced in the street. Even in my neighborhood, fireworks were set off, horns were honking, people were cheering. Neighbors were in the street celebrating.
I thought they would feel as proud as I did last night, as my son came up to say good night to me, he sat on the edge of my bed,gave me a hug and said "Mom, WE won."
I assumed they would also feel tears on their cheeks when they watched Jesse Jackson in the audience at Grant Park. While thinking that they too did not agree with some of his antics over the years. But they would suddenly realize it was a means to an end. And maybe he just isn't that bad after all.
Didn't every ones brother, sister, aunt and cousin call to just say "Isn't this wonderful?" And I just knew they were also amazed at the fact that all circuits were jammed when they tried to use their cell phones a few minutes after 11.
And I know at least everyone in my family wished our mother were alive to see this moment. And we could they hear the sadness in our father's voice when he wished she was here too.
I went to bed at 3:30 AM feeling all was right with the world. My children and I were a little part of history.
I knew I should have gone to bed earlier, but just couldn't turn the TV off. And when I did finally turn it off I still couldn't sleep.
As I laid in the dark, names started running through my head that I thought I had long forgotten. Names of victims from decades ago that were part of my daily vocabulary while working in the Civil Rights Division of the FBI. I sure they were smiling down on America last night.
Yeah, I just wish I would have written this post before I opened my first e-mail of the day and it said this:
Terrorists all over the world are rejoicing over the
American majorities choice of our next Commander In
Chief. They are astounded at our stupidity.
In the words of my friend Ruth: "Perhaps we need a news bulletin telling everyone that one-size fits all doesn't work in pantie hose or people."
OK, Enough touchy-feely stuff for now, I have a reputation to protect!