So today is Inauguration Day. That’s great and all. Sure, it’s a historical inauguration. The first (half, I might add) African-American man is about to be elected into office in about 30 minutes. Awesome. I’m totally happy that we’ve come far enough to elect a black man into office. I wouldn’t say we’ve overcome racism, but for people to put their issues aside long enough to choose the candidate they thought was the better man for the job, that’s rad. Good for you.
I’m really happy to be a part of this day in history. Truly. I voted for Barack Obama, myself. I did it because I the majority of his beliefs aligned with mine. It’s as simple as that.
But fuck, It IS historic. It IS a big deal. I’m not denying that. But people, he is NOT Jesus Christ himself. He is a politician. He is a policitican who knows how to speak, and speak damn well. I’ll admit that even I get a chill when the man talks, but I’m not buying into his speeches. People need to stop putting him on a pedestal. The world is not going to change tomorrow because of him. Or the next day, or the day after that. I really and truly hope that he can deliver on at least some of the promises that he’s made.
I intend to give him a fair chance. After all, I did vote for him. But I want to see what he can DO. Not what he can eloquently talk about in front of crowds of people.
Dear Mr. Obama,
You have a long, tough road ahead of you. I hope you do a great job. Mostly, I hope that the sunshine, puppies and unicorn farts you blew up everyone’s ass during your campaign doesn’t set the American people up for disappointment.