Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Last night was a moment in history. As I stood there listening to the new President-elect speak with passion, candor and fire to a nation he will soon be the leader of, time stopped. That spectacular moment when the dreams that have been dreamt, the battles that have been won, and the movements that have meant so much to so many came to fruition. I stood and watched in a room full of strangers cheering, crying and simply ready for a new future. I have witnessed what my ancestors fought for, sacrificed for, died for. Black and White. I was here to see it happen. To take part and pride in my people, this nation and my choice. I am excited and hopeful for this moment in history. Something of a snapshot, a glimpse that my children will only know in videos. I can tell them about that room of exhausted stangers, longing for change and finding it in Barack Obama. And I can tell them that I was a part of it.
I haven't been a v. good blogger lately. There's been so much going on. The election. Halloween. In equal pats of course. For Halloween I was a gay black man dressed like Mimi from Rent. I loved it. I went to this party at my best friends house and compared fake crotch's with a Chad Michael Michaels look alike. And shamelessly and openly flirted with most of the males there. Of course it wasn't me really. It was Chi Chi, my gay male doppelganger.