Today is that day. That one special day. His face on every wall and bench. His name in art deco, papier-mache, and spray paint nouveau. It’s Obama day, and you will love it.
Today, my friends, is better than Cats. You’ll want to see it again and again. No, in fact, these are not the droids you are looking for, moveon, moveon.
One day, I’ll be looking at my grandchildren. I’ll say to them “Kids, when Barack Obama spoke to the crowds at Invesco field as the nominee of the Democratic party … I was there.” I’ll pause for a moment, reflecting. Then I’ll go on, “And kids, when Obama stood on the capitol steps and took the oath of office as President of the United States … I was THERE.” And the grandkids will look up at me, wide eyes, a question waiting to be asked. “Go ahead,” I’ll say. What do you want to ask?”
(if you’ve seen the other, watch this, it’s a new one)
And, in their innocent little way, the young ones will say to me ….
“GRANDPA WHY DIDN’T YOU DO SOMETHING!!!!”
Don’t let this become what happened to you in future memories. It’s time to be the hammer. If you’re an elected Republican, that means fight the good fight. If you’re not, it means click here.