Today I'm writing on another banner day, but this time the occasion is a much happier one: the orderly (can't say "peaceful") transfer of power between one presidential administration and its successor.
A hopeful note sounds in the middle of a world consumed with chaos, disease, and misery.
We have the pandemic, a sluggish economy, three million jobs lost, and millions going hungry, or on the verge of losing their homes. Or both. Or all of the above.
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| No I'm not...no I'm not... |
But—with apologies to the Atlanta Rhythm Section—I'm not gonna let it bother to me tonight.
I'm just not. Tonight is for celebrating. In fact (sorry, have to do it) at Casa Thornton it's already shaping up to be an outright Champagne Jam.
On the National Mall. In New York. In Florida. In St. Louis. In Denver. In Chicago. In Los Angeles. All across the nation, and definitely in our living room!
Beginning with my next post in a couple of weeks I will be back to posting strictly about writing (at least for a while). Right now, I am giddy with visions of not waking up to embarrassment tomorrow morning; no more wondering "What did the object of our national shame do or say to humiliate, belittle or scorn whole swaths of our people today?"
Nope. Tomorrow morning I'm going to wake up and not worry about what the most powerful man in the world is up to. Same the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that...and...and...
Because we have a new president! And a new vice-president! A good and decent man partnered with a good and a formidable woman. And married to a woman better educated than he is (and according to him, the "smart one" in their marriage).
So we have as president a man who respects women. A man who respects traditions. A man who respects precedent. A man who respects alliances (and allies!).
Now, if you'll excuse me, that champagne ain't gonna drink itself!
See you in two weeks!
I know! It's so nice having a drama-free news hour.
ReplyDeleteI worry about hypnotized acquaintances, but I'm proud of a close friend and loyal Republican who saw through the mask and the fog of words. He not only voted against our Nero, our Caracalla, but he fiercely defended his beliefs against a feverish horde. Life returns to good.
Brian, I have been a registered Republican since the Summer of '61, yet I can proudly say I have always voted for the man as opposed to voting the party line and I am therefore pleased to see the outcome of the election and the results of yesterday's ceremonies. It gives me great hope for the future of our country. Shame on all those who tried to block the democratic process. Their actions will forever be a black mark against their lives.
ReplyDeleteAMEN! I haven't felt that relieved in YEARS.
ReplyDeleteMy wife and I watched the inauguration, and my wife wore her fake pearls. She would have worn her real ones except that our cat likes to sit in her lap and play with any jewelry she happens to have on. And how about the party? Some serious sound and video editing!
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