I have a lot of work today and before I have time to truly write everything that I’m feeling this morning it will be too late, everything will have already been said. Nevertheless, I do want – need -, to take a few minutes to mark this beautiful morning.
Yesterday, on November 4th, 2008, We the People of the United States (if I may be sold bold as to borrow this famous phrase), elected Barack Obama as the 44th President of the United States.
On September 11th, 2001, the United States suffered what is probably the most traumatic event in its history. Our country was literally knocked to the ground on that day. Action had to be taken; but unfortunately this action was badly directed by the Presidency of George W. Bush, launching the country, crawling and injured, on a tenebrous path.
And all the things that Americans have always held dear: liberty, justice, the presumption of innocence, being a guiding light for other countries around the world; all this and much much more, started slipping away.
Although the wound of 9/11 will never truly heal, today is the first day of America’s veritable recovery from this event.
The people of America have understood that the time has come to turn away from sorrow and fear and toward hope.
In a few months, we will swear into Office a man who is determined to get America off of this tenebrous path and bring the country back to the light.
Surely, history will insist greatly on the fact that on November 4th, 2008, the Unites States elected its first “black” President. Indeed, this is, in and of itself, a profound and symbolic event.
But I’d like to think that the true victory is elsewhere:
Today, America has risen.