Sunday, November 2, 2008
If hope is a bird with feathers in the collective soul of our great nation right now, that bluebird is singing her little heart out . . . as the color red disappears under the breaking blue wave of change.
The talk shows this bright Sunday morning are calling for Barak Obama's win to be big -- more than 350 electoral votes. Red states turning blue one by one . . . like a giant ink bottle overturned on the prairie.
As a child of the 60s, I'm inspired. The rise of our collective resolve to re-ignite our democracy feels like the same strong spirit we believed in a long time ago.
The last nail in the coffin of John McCain's fight for the White House? An endorsement by Dick Cheney. Howdy Doody and Princess Summer Fall Winter Spring would have won him more votes than the buckshot-loaded, soon-to-be lame-duck veep.
Good luck on voting day! The line may be long, but the results will be worth it!