Some days, everyone is an American
Yesterday was election day. The United States elected a black man as its president. If you are a minority (which I am not) or if you grew up in the deep south (which I did), the importance of this fact is inescapable. I hope that the importance is inescapable for everyone else, also.
I received several emails from friends around the world – Israel, France, UK, Japan, Australia – and every one of them expressed pride in what the voting public in America did yesterday. The election of Mr. Obama was, at least for one day, a transcendent event. It was an event that showed that mankind can rise up above a horrible past and strive for a better future.
I am not some starry-eyed Pollyanna. I do not expect the stupidity that is transacted every day in the name of politics to suddenly end. But I do treasure this day. I hope I will be able to remember it when good men and women are vilifying one another again in the name of political expediency.