Sometime after 3am last night here in Buenos Aires we watched live over the internet Barack Obama give his acceptance speech for President of the United States of America. After a measly 4 hours of sleep I'm still trying to take in all that happened. We as a nation elected our first black president. Regardless what anyone's political views are, we have all together as a nation walked through a door in history and passed yet another milestone in overcoming the racial injustices that have haunted our country's shadow for so long. And that alone is something to celebrate. And celebrate we did (and are).
We've crossed over into another time. From today on our nation will never be the same. Not only have we taken a step further beyond color, but we have emphatically said 'no more' to what the current administration has done to our country. It's been so long, and as I take a deep breathe and exhale, it is my old friend 'optimism' that refills my lungs.
I can say first hand living abroad here in Argentina that it was not just US citizens that were pulling for Obama over these last few months. We have taken an enormous step forward with redeeming ourselves in the international community. When I walked these South American streets today, being an American meant something different than it did 24 hours ago. And that put a smile on my face.
I bid you farewell George Bush. You are my President no more...
The newspapers today in Buenos Aires.
We hosted an Election Party last night. It was an awesome time. There is nothing like walking through history with a group of 30 or 40 friends. In attendance was not just Americans living abroad, but Peru, Australia, Canada, Argentina, and England were all represented as well. All were curious. Throughout the night people could be found huddled around the TV broadcasting live in Spanish, or the computer streaming live in English. No point seemed more moving though then when Obama gave his acceptance speech. The diehards that had lasted until three thirty in the moring all stood huddled around the computer in complete silence, entrenched in our new President's every word.
I made it to bed some time after 4:30am and awoke 4 hours later to a blazing sun and a monumental collection of wine and bear bottles. A night to celebrate indeed.
Currently Listening To:
The collective voice of America.