In about ten hours, from the time I write this, Barack Obama will be sworn in as President of the United States. I am excited by this on so many levels, I hardly know where to start. A change in the direction of America’s foreign and domestic policies, a man in the White House who thinks and reads and invites discourse and even disagreement, an African American as our highest national official, a new First Dog, and I guess even a new First Mother-in-Law. (We’ll see how that last one goes.)
In particular, I hope that the peoples of other nations—allies and adversaries alike—will see a different America reemerging, an America that is readier to work collaboratively, more respectful of other views, and less prone to confrontation. And that doesn’t mean an America that is less strong. Strength does not always come from confrontation.
Listening to NPR this morning, remembering the awesome inspiration of Martin Luther King, Jr. in his “I have a dream” speech, I began my Monday on a rising note of hope. I expect to do that in spades tomorrow (really, today), as I wake up to watch a historic transfer of the reins of power. I can’t wait.
“Laughter is the beginning of prayer.” —Reinhold Niebuhr
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I wish I could have taken most of the day off, but I’ll settle for 11:15 and run home to see the important bits.