A journey we are all a part of...
Tuesday felt like one of the most important days of my life. I finally felt, after 27 years, fully proud of who I am and where I come from. Like many free thinkers of my generation I have always experienced a disconnect between my adult ideals and the state of the country I am a part of. Proud to be an American, I was not.
Watching Brack Obama yesterday was really one of the best feelings I've ever had in relation to politics. As he walked down Pennsylvania Ave. with Michelle I could almost imagine I was not watching real life events but instead the final scene or first scene in an elaborate hero film.
Barack Obama made Superman seem like an outsider. Batman became a rich crazy dude that runs around with an oddly shaped mask. Spiderman became another great stride in graphics and animation. And Ironman didn't even get out of bed.
Barack Obama is, and this comes from the heart, the closest person I have ever seen in my lifetime that embodies the true essence of super hero. A figure who leads, saves and restores the goodwill of each and every person.
I look forward to the next four years. I look forward to leaping tall buildings with our new President.