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Aside from California banning gay marriage, which doesn’t even make sense (why would you go out of your way to keep somebody from being happy?), yesterday was quite a victorious day for Americans everywhere, whether they realize it or not. I hate the traditional stigma that comes with politics, but that’s why I’ve supported Obama since ’04. You might remind me that I didn’t even vote, but one can do a lot more than vote, to be a part of this momentous occasion.

I voted for Obama when he ran for Senate, so yeah, I voted for change… before the rest of the country had an opportunity to. And when Dick Durbin introduced Obama, 4 years ago, as the next President of the
United States, I believed him.

I live in
Florida, but I don’t have proof that I’ve lived here for over a year, so I can’t vote here. I could’ve sent in my absentee ballot to
Illinois, but absentee ballots have never been counted in a Presidential election. Instead, what I did for the campaign was more subtle. When I lived with Obama-bashing Conservatives for a year, I told them, during the Democratic nominations, and ever since, that Obama was going to win… they refuted this time and again, but I always held up my stance. Guess what, for once, I was right. Every time, and this happened more than you’d ever realize, every time something ignorant or false was said about him, I defended the truth. He’s not a Muslim. He doesn’t pray to Reverend Wright. He’s not a n—-r. And guess what, he is qualified. Harvard Law? Ever heard of it? No.

For once, my team won the Super Bowl, or the World Series, but bigger, much bigger. I haven’t been part of a winning team since for many many years.

This election has renewed my belief in things I gave up on as a teenager; politics and
America. Now when other countries look at us, there won’t be this image of a war hungry
America, or one run by corporate interest.

After hearing the official news that Obama had won, I turned from CNN to Fox News. It was quiet. It was reminiscent of when the Cubs swept the Sox, and the Sox announcers didn’t say a word for several moments. It felt good.

I feel like Michelle Obama: this is the first time I’ve been proud to my country. Perhaps this will change my whole outlook on things. I did get up this morning, and I did teach myself how to juggle, how to be a mime and I even went for a run. I haven’t done anything this pro-active in years.

I woke up, and the song, “Red Rubber Ball,” by Cyrkle, was in my head.

“I think it’s gonna be alright. Yes, the worst is over now…”

You cant beat a guy who is so educated yet so down to Earth. He’s getting his daughters a puppy. Come on, I’d vote or him just for that.

When I was in high school, during the worst and earliest of the W years, I was in a few punk bands, and the common theme of many of our songs was about how the President is decimating the quality of life of many while helping out those few who need it least. I can’t imagine what kind of band I would be in if I was just getting into high school now. Probably a polka band. They’re always upbeat.

Good night, Moon

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