Oh wait. One last thought before I really, truly go to bed.
That lovely photo of the Obama family pinged something that might seem inconsequential but really struck me hard.
They eschewed the tacky redwhiteblue of fake patriotism in their outfits that I've seen on every single winning politician I think I've ever watched.
Clothes don't make the man, to be sure. But refusing to bow to prescribed traditions is so refreshing, I can't adequately describe how I felt when I realized it.
It's as if there is no curtain to look behind anymore.
Wow. Does that even make sense?
Why, on earth, half of the comments in Israel about the results seems to think Obama is Muslim? Still? Seriously?
People...
So, Blago gets to pick a Senator AND a congressman. Rahm Emmanual has accepted the position as uh Chief of Staff (I think, I was only halfway paying attention.)
Where do they say that?
Ynet. I know, I know, I shouldn't read the comments there...
Oh, Shir, if they didn't think that, they wouldn't be proper Ynet talkback-ers, you know?
Shir and Nilly, I edited my post upon less tired thought.
Sometimes, I type before I think and while I am able to air my own thoughts, I feel I violated someone else's private doubts and uncertainties.
mea culpa, daddy.
