The day after the inauguration, in the U.S. and abroad, we were like new parents, mouth agape, filled with awe, hope and excitement.
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In the election of Barack Obama, the mood of fear and anger that has gripped our country for eight years seems to have vanished overnight. At least for now.
I have no capacity for standing out in the cold. I was born in Florida. What was I going to do with my two year-old? All our babysitters either wanted to be home to watch the Inauguration themselves, or try to go.
I've been thinking about the tears of joy, that feeling of choking up, the chill up the back of the neck, of sympathy and empathy, for a few decades.
We all stood, friends and strangers, freezing and frozen, laughing and crying, booing and cheering... together. And that's how we'll get through all the mess that our country is in.
Barack Obama represents something inside all of us, something not defined by color or ethnicity. We look at him and see a fleeting reflection of better selves.
In this historic inauguration, seating is so much on the mind. Some people arrived at the gates just as the last of the guests at the pre-inaugural balls stumbled back in the opposite direction.
Now we can and must demand better ethical standards from our bankers, financial advisors, corporate and political leaders.
From 11 p.m., when I heard Olbermann announce that Obama had won, until the middle of the afternoon today, I have been speechless. Me! I get paid for words.
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