I'm proud and humbled, simultaneously, today. I've been watching the inauguration. I've been watching the faces of the people in the crowds, the faces of the former leaders of this country, the way the crowds stretch so far that you know the people in the back can't see anything but people, Aretha Franklin's unfortunate hat and fortunate voice. I was in love with the quartet that did Simple Gifts, (and I desperately want to get that version.) And I've been listening and sharing this experience with
amezuki and Abby at home, and
mariness online.
I cried when Joe Biden was sworn in by my personal favorite Associate Justice. And I cried all the way through Barack Obama's swearing-in, and was stunned and awed by the speech that followed. I was reminded of the reactions people had to JFK, and I'm delighted and proud that someone of the same generation of me and of my sister could give a speech like that, could call a country to rediscover the truths that we know to be self-evident: that it takes courage and sacrifice and hard work to be great, and that we can't kowtow to the wealthy few, but must enforce the ideals that started this country. The return to the truth that we can't sacrifice our liberty for safety, and that we have responsibilities in order to realize our ambitions.
Obama is inspiring. He spoke to the quality of water as well as schools. He spoke of rebuilding infrastructure, and the people serving the country and the people, not just the government. He spoke to the principals that those who were once slaves can now take oath to serve and lead this country. I'm just...this is so amazing.