Fascinating, historic things happening as I write this: Barack Obama will soon be inaugurated as the United States of America’s 44th (and first African-American, and first black) President. Thanks to CNN.com Live with facebook, I’m watching the streaming coverage, and seeing all my friends’ facebook status updates. Plus I’ve opened up another small window in the bottom of my screen so I can blog about it. The excitement in Washington is palpable — you can see the smiles and the anticipation on people’s faces. And when I say palpable, I mean it — I can feel it all the way up here in New York!
President George W. Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney have been announced, and are taking the stage, and a murmur erupts through the crowd. I’m sure they’re being shushed. [I wish the video feed wouldn’t lag, but at least the audio is consistent.]
And now, here come Joe Biden and Barack Obama. Barack Obama was elected in November, but I must say even though I felt the surge of electric excitement and watched people dancing in the streets, somehow it hasn’t felt real. Today, now, watching the inauguration, I have tingles, and tears are welling.
During the height of the ceremony, my boss and our VP lost their connection, so they stood in the crook of my little desk, watching with me. During now-President Obama’s speech, a few silent tears fell — from a sense of wonder on my part, I think. I’m living through huge moments of history, and oh, I am so proud to be an American today.