The Promised Land

So last night the fambly had itself an apple pie, in honor of this great nation of ours and its nutty experiment with democracy. Oh sure, there’ve been some stumbles along the way, a few of 'em not inconsiderable, but I like to think that after a couple hunnert years, we’re still doing okay.

The excitement over the election plumb wore out The Boy, so I put him to bed and was just checking email when the phone rang. And it turned out to be understandably reluctant Left o’ the Dialian Matthew, actually outside the front door, holding a bottle of fine agave-based spirits and a lime. “I’ve come to drink to America,” said he.

And so we did, left and right, red and blue, saved and heretic, tall and short, coifed and thinning, thin and thickening. And it was good.

And awaiting me this morning was an email from my first bloggety friend, Professor Steve the Llama, as far to the right as I am to the left, congratulating me on my candidate winning, and asking if I was going to be listening to “The Promised Land” on a loop today.

I was not. But I was more than happy to take his fine suggestion and run this here piece.

‘Cuz I ain’t a boy, but I do believe in a promised land. And I feel like we took one big step closer to it yesterday.


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3 Responses to The Promised Land

  1. shannon says:

    Last night, I had my son stay up until Obama’s speech was done. I told him to remember that as long as he lived because he was a witness to history. I’m so excited. And elated. My faith in humanity has been restored.

  2. Theresa says:

    “My faith in humanity has been restored” says Shannon, above. Those were exactly my same words to my husband as I fell asleep last night.

  3. DT says:

    “Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and broken-hearted.”
    Amen. Amen. Amen.

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