You can hear it in the streets. The mumble overheard in conversations, in conference rooms, cafeterias, the local deli. "I can't believe it... this is really happening... we are living in history... the first African American president... it is a new world." And right we are. November 4th, 2008 is the date to remember, and never has it been a better time to be in Washington, DC.
It was the happiest riot that the streets of America have ever seen. The march to the White House was of joy, liberation, and not to be cheesy, but it's true - love. Couples were kissing, friends were hugging, strangers were dancing and holding hands with each other. Thousands of students, professionals, residents, and other citizens joined together to chant those memorable three words, "YES WE DID!" The emotions spread throughout the air like electricity, conducted by the rain that continued to pour down on us.
Despite this great accomplishment over the race factor, a new battlefront has been brought upon us. Proposition 8 has been passed - gay marriage has been banned. Although it is a happy day for many Americans, the taste is still bittersweet.
I'm giving you fair warning - this is an exciting time, and I have never been more ecstatic in my entire life. But I can't help to think that our high expectations of this one man is doomed. He can't do it by himself. The true change doesn't come from one man. But he inspires us all, and I hope to God that it will be enough for us to ACT. We need to work together, fight ignorance, see people as humans, to truly be united as we were that one night in front of the White House.
Welcome to the new generation - it's going to be a fun ride.
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