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November 05, 2008



Nicely said, Dan!
The tone -- from both candidates -- was so refreshing after Bush's "I earned political capital and I'm gonna spend it!" (along with the rest of the country's ca$h).
Yes, 'proud' is an appropriate term. Things really do seem different today. As I rode my bike in to work today, the newly elected AG of Oregon was standing (yes, in the rain) at the foot of one of the bridges crossing the river with a sign that said "thanks". I can't remember ever seeing a politician doing that the day after...


I know. It feels like such a dream as I'm not used to seeing such awesome dreams and hopes realized. But we wake up and the First Family of America is African-American and their father is our president and he is an educated, thoughtful, peaceful, eloquent man. I don't see him ostracizing opponents and I don't want him to. I want to be the United States of America. I believe in this. I'm grateful to be an adult that can comprehend this, that will be able to witness this and as Obama asked and received, that I will be able to participate in. This is how the change happened. This is how November 4, 2008 happened in America. Finally.

Eric Colin

As usual my friend, you echoed my sentiments exactly. I too had the nagging feeling in the back of my mind that even the "Intelligent White Folk" would have some kind of reluctance to elect a black president, simply because I know full well that some liberals tend to harbor a bit of closet racism.
Saying that, it's a damn fine feeling to know that change is possible and I'm hopeful for the future.
Obviously, as you so succinctly put it, I know he is not the savior but he is a step in the right direction and I've got a good feeling that the man will walk it like he talks it.


My kids deserve to grow up and be born into a world with an intelligent and diplomatic president, and with the probability of a black first family being no less remarkable than that of a white one.

If they gradually gain perceptive consciousness with a few more of our ideals firmly in place, that'll be good enough for me.

I'm glad so many people finally gave a fuck.

Thanks, America.


Wow - I'm glad I read this post. This is so well put, and it accurately sums up my feelings as well. I'm in DC, and I vividly remember the sense of anguish and defeat that so many of us felt on Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004. Fast forward four years, and the streets of DC looked like that of a city whose national team had just won the World Cup. Who would've ever imagined?

...and I must mention that I'm so glad I don't have to flip the bird at the White House anymore.


Thank Christ. Now if we can sort out that recount in Minnesota....

Rabbi Adam

Very well put, Rabbi Dan, and I only have one small item to add. I was there in Grant Park last night, and aside from the jubilation and camaraderie and general feel-goodness of the whole event, there was one moment that any Chicago White Sox fan would have enjoyed. The crowd was quiet and respectful during McCain's gracious acceptance speech. But then, when it was over, up came a spontaneous rendition of the song that I remember distinctly from the Summer of 1977: "Na na na na! Na na na na! Hey hey hey! Goodbye!"

Paul Gaita

Well said, Brother Dan. And Hey Mr. DJ, can you play "Funky President" right after that platter?

Chris Perry

Excellent, however I started seeing Obama as Sam Cooke halfway through October and now everytime I see him now I want him to pull out a mic and start crooning "Wonderful World".

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    Dan Epstein is the author of Big Hair and Plastic Grass: A Funky Ride Through Baseball and America in the Swinging '70s and Stars and Strikes: Baseball and America in the Bicentennial Summer of '76, both published by Thomas Dunne Books/St. Martin's Press. He writes about baseball, music and other cultural obsessions for a variety of outlets and publications. He lives in Greensboro, NC, and is available for speaking engagements.