Hope

Yesterday, after class, I had about a 30 minute conversation about Barack Obama and about politics with a couple of classmates. It was one of those conversations about how everything sucks but at least we all agree about why and understand that it could be better and will be on the side of those making it better. It began with this story, from my friend Mahsea:

"My brother was driving across the George Washington bridge in New York City with his kids and trying to explain to his 3-year-old who George Washington was. He said stuff like that he was the first President of the United States, and that he was really important to everybody, and he changed how America worked...etc. Sort of hard to get a 3-year-old to really get that. But then a few days later his son came up to him and was like, 'Daddy, I get it! George Washington was the first Barack Obama!'"

Tears. Joy. Hope.

I love Barack Obama.

I love America.