The righteous wind has blown hard at our backs and we find our selves here--just past this historical precipice. Allow me to explain:
Barack Hussein Obama, an African American, has been elected President of the United States of America. But I am sure this does not come as news to you, you may have read it in the paper by now. Many have been inspired--and this is why i speak to you tonight. Because Sherri and Shaul have caught a whiff of this righteous wind and have decided to combine our forces to bring you a blog full of wonder, brilliance, and puns. If you are a fan of Obama, or you are a fan of Sherri, this is the right place for you. If you are a fan of Shaul, or you are a fan of Sherri and Shaul, then this is certainly the right place for you. If you do not like one, or any of the aforementioned modern historical figures/groups, then you might still get something out of reading a post on an occasional late night foray into the depths of the Internet where this blog is entombed.
My Obama experience of the day:
If you have not already heard, I have been operating my own in-home tutoring service for children with learning differences since July. This means that my evenings are spent in the company of some pretty fascinating and diverse children and families. One of my clients tonight, I will call him Schubert to protect his privacy, was talking wildly about the Obama win when I arrived at his house this evening. His mom and I went through the usual: historic, inspiring, choking up, I hope he doesn't disappoint... Then Schubert said to me, "there's going to be a Jewish President one day!" the boy being Jewish himself found this idea liberating. "Obama being elected gives you hope for that, huh?" I asked. "yup" he responded.
I was struck. Obama's victory did not only inspire the African Americans of this country who have been oppressed for so long, but it has opened the minds of so many people, and inspired every minority in this country to believe that they, too, have no intrinsic limitations to their dreams.
And the kids. The kids watching this--too young to vote. Those childrens' world will be far more tolerant than ours. I dream that they will grow up and be formed in a time in history that instills the ideals of hope and Obamacan justice into their fundamental understandings of existence. I may have waited in line and cast my ballot for this man whom i idolize, but somehow i felt this sixth grade boy, isolated in so many ways, had some type of deeper understanding of what happened on Tuesday than I could ever hope to be able to see.
As for the future of this blog? Watch out world, Sherri and I are collaborating on a new audio podcast for your downloading and listening pleasure. Cause what's better than reading our pretentious writing? Listening to our offensive, yet hilarious conversations. Right, Sherri?