My two favorite Obama tidbits:
November 5, 2008
First, do you even know HOW GREAT IT IS that the Pentagon was standing by to brief whomever turned out to be the president-elect? Like. Man. That makes me all starry-eyed in a defense nerd way, that there was literally some kind of EMERGENCY BRIEFING TEAM on high alert, ready to go at a moment’s notice! “Here’s what’s going on in Korea. Here’s what’s going on in Afghanistan. Europe isn’t really a problem. We’re, uh, kind of still figuring out Africa. Good luck, sir.”
Second, from The Onion:
Black Man Given Nation’s Worst Job
November 5, 2008 | Issue 44•45
WASHINGTON—African-American man Barack Obama, 47, was given the least-desirable job in the entire country Tuesday when he was elected president of the United States of America. In his new high-stress, low-reward position, Obama will be charged with such tasks as completely overhauling the nation’s broken-down economy, repairing the crumbling infrastructure, and generally having to please more than 300 million Americans and cater to their every whim on a daily basis. As part of his duties, the black man will have to spend four to eight years cleaning up the messes other people left behind. The job comes with such intense scrutiny and so certain a guarantee of failure that only one other person even bothered applying for it. Said scholar and activist Mark L. Denton, “It just goes to show you that, in this country, a black man still can’t catch a break.”
I watched the returns with my friends Julie and Matt (and Julie’s dog.)
We had an excellent spread of political perspectives: Julie is kind of a standard California socialist, Matt is a Southern gentleman and a libertarian, and I of course am a LIBERSOCIALIST. Julie’s job was to provide amazing food and be the voice of compassion and reason. Matt’s job was to explain things like “What’s the deal with this Electoral College business” and speak sternly about taxation. My job was mostly to sit on the couch, eat food, and make jokes about newscasters’ hair, or say things like: “Who’s that white dude they keep showing with Oprah?”
Overall, I felt like it was a pretty successful evening.
Here is a picture from Portland. I was driving, so I made Naomi take it. She looked kind of “…” about my URGENT NEED to record this sign, but took the shot anyway.