Hope and Change – Now I Get It
I think it is finally sinking in. I have given in to believing it’s real. I feel like Etta James sounds as she sings the first two words of relief in, “At Last”. I was never big on ‘Hope’ or ‘Change’ as talking points of the campaign, they were often mocking points and made me cringe. Oh, they look good on signs, but were impossible to describe during my 11 month, information-based crusade to recruit Obama volunteers and voters. In retrospect, internally, we volunteers, some of us skeptics, felt a certain hope, a hope that it would be possible to make a sea-change, and were given the right tools to go at it. Every day we motored on, marveling at the progress. Now, externally (in the world), I feel hope and see change, rapidly multiplying, even as the Obamas simply pick a dog in Chicago. All of the facts, the policies and proposed implementation methods that I tried to explain to seemingly deaf voters in every state, that vast, unreachable majority willfully unfamiliar with Obama, voted for him on November 4th and allowed me to appreciate these two inane words.
