Note to self: In the rare event there is another event as critical as the one at noon today, it is not a good idea to celebrate by splitting a bottle of champagne with The Professor. Having managed to survive a 1.5-mile walk with The Family Dog leading to a session with the heating pad, reading a bit, then napping, I now feel somewhat human. Was it worth it? You bet!
I only saw a bit of The Lame Duck's (he was still President at 8:00 this morning) ceremony and departure from Joint Base Andrews. It did not sound as if there was a large crowd there. I can't help but wonder what was going through his mind, certainly nothing positive. His Narcissistic Personality Disorder won't let him think of all-day, every-day on the golf course and not needing to wear the heel lifts and girdle. He won't need to wear make-up or gel his hair into place. I guess he's not comfortable without all those trappings not to mention the toadies supporting his every utterance. Good riddance, Xpot (as in ex-POTUS or a play on being an expat in a foreign country). We look forward to seeing you at your Senate trial.
As I watched Kamala Harris sworn in as vice president, I kept expecting one of The Sons to phone and say what they used to say to me as we watched movies, "Don't cry, Mom." That was a powerful moment, and I was on the verge of tears. Little girls no longer have to assume they can't be vice president because no woman ever has. Who knows. Maybe in four years, Kamala Harris will be sworn in as President, no Vice attached.
And to see Mr. Biden (I figured "Mr. Biden" went well with "Dr. Biden") sworn in as President was incredible. As was hearing an inaugural address that acknowledged the hard times we face but held out hope for a much better future. No name calling. Nothing said in all caps. Thoughtful, sensitive, encouraging. He has his work cut out for him, but he appears to be assembling a good team with which to work. Now we must work with him, too.
Other random thoughts about the event. Lady Gaga did not butcher the national anthem as a lot of people singing it at events do. Garth Brooks sang "Amazing Grace" so much better than the Detroit nurse at last night's covid memorial service. She butchered it the way the national anthem often is. I actually muted the TV until she was done singing. I loved it when Brooks invited the audience to sing along on the last verse. We did standing in our own living room. It felt very right to do so. Finally, the poet laureate. Whoa! I am not a big fan of free verse type poetry with no real meter nor rhyme scheme, but I loved what she wrote for the inauguration. I found online that she is 22. Profound words from someone so young.
Maybe tomorrow we can put politics on the side table and start on the main course of fixing what's broken and leaving alone what isn't.
1 comment:
"Xpot"! I love it.
Agreed on the poet laureate. Quite an honor for someone so young, but she really had a presence, and shined(shone?) confidence, didn't she? I'm also not much of a fan of free verse, but this one was well done, very well done.
Such a relief this day is done, without incident. Let the governing challenge begin!
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