It is hard to put to words the elation I feel as it becomes reality: George W. Bush is gone, and Barack Obama is our President. I feel as though the nightmare has ended and I have waken to the euphoric reassurance of reality. The only difference being the nightmare truly happened, the damage truly done.
On day one, Obama begins the long process of wiping the dark and greasy smudge upon our country that was the Bush presidency into the past. I smile to myself knowing that the true principles of this country are being released from their prison and reinstated upon their lofty thrones. Our Constitution, in exile for eight years, may now return; I want to parade it through our streets, a hero returned.
For near a decade now I've had to qualify myself when I say I'm proud to be American. Not of the country's present state or current leaders, but of the underlying vision that gives it the strength to always repair its wounds and heal its woes. Now I can say it freely, "I am proud to be American," and people need only look to the past few days to know why.
Change is the beauty of the United States. The Constitution grants us regular and periodic change and the right to help decide how that change should manifest. We therefore have the power to ever balance history, the bad for the good, the low for the high, the base and petty for the noble and great.
May whatever god bless Obama as Obama blesses this country with the change it so much needs.
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