|The End of the Beginning.
||[Jan. 20th, 2009|09:32 pm]
You have somehow stumbled across the_itches. Welcome! This is a Democratic political blog written by myself, yukitheawesome, and my friend missjcchinadoll.
We've been talking about starting a political blog for the last however long, and we thought today would be the most appropriate time to do it. (You know, with that big thing that happened today, uh, uh, the… Inauguration! That's the one.) This is an excerpt from the Inauguration Day post I made earlier this evening on my personal journal. I think it pretty well expresses why I'm here.
I am a 16-year-old white female living in a suburb of Dallas, Texas. Looking at me, you would expect me to be one of the last people who would feel anything positive today. But I am a Democrat.
In 2004, when I was twelve, I watched my dad seethe as George W. Bush was reelected to the office of President of the United States. I wanted to know why it was so terrible. I wanted to know why "[President Bush] had four more years to finish us off," as my dad spat bitterly at the TV screen. So I started to pay attention to politics. Not a lot, but enough to know that our President was an idiot who employed sneaky, underhanded politicians, and was running our country into the ground.
I think it's important to note that my parents did not shape my political ideology. After the 2004 election, I read way more about politics and policy and former presidents than any tween probably should. I didn't want to talk about politics to anyone. I wanted my beliefs to be mine, not those that someone else thrust upon me.
Fast forward to August 2008. I'm following the presidential race, and I'm pulling for Obama. On top of the hype, I'm taking a new Government class… with the only liberal teacher in the state. She and her awesomeness inspired me to open up and talk about those ideas that I had worked for so long to shape. She inspired me to share and fight for what I believe in. She inspired me to delve even deeper into the world of politics. Since then I've hardly come up for air. I don't think I want to. I owe 50% of my enjoyment of this day, the half that's dedicated to the pride of having a brilliant politician as our President, to her. The other 50%, the half that's dedicated to the amazement of the election of the first black president, I owe to my father. I grew up hearing stories of him not understanding the concept of "white" and "colored" water fountains ("They're both clear," he used to think), and of his best friend Don G, the first black student to ever attend his school. I remember November 4, crying and holding my dad's hand, thinking - even though I had never met the man - "I wish Don G were alive to see this."
My point is this: whatever this day means to you, whomever you may be, we can all agree that after eight excruciating years and a bloodthirsty presidential race, the election of Barack Hussein Obama to the office of President of the United States is the dawning of a new age. This is only the beginning. Together we will all bring change to America.
"America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child
who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more."
-PRESIDENT BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA
Yes we did. Yes we can. Yes we will.
Happy Inauguration Day. Happy New Year.