Like millions around the globe, Opal and I listened to live radio and Internet TV coverage of last night’s election. It was pretty late by the time Obama gave his speech, but I wasn’t about to miss it. My family believed in exposing us to important events, even if it meant staying up late. As a child, I had listened to JFK’s acceptance speech on TV with my family, then watched raptly when his brother Robert spoke years later. The sight and sounds of Martin Luther King Jr. still echo in my head. There’s nothing more electric (except, perhaps, being there) than listening to live speeches from significant figures at pivotal times in history, AND to the response of the crowds displaying their emotions. I want to hear all of this at the moment it happened, not the day after, when the speaker’s words (in this case, historic) have been re-hashed, analyzed and commented on by the everyone and his uncle. The surreal, global fascination with this man and his promise of change caught my attention too. What truly inspired me yesterday was the record number of Americans who went out to vote and the the energy applied to ‘getting the vote out’. This gives me a little hope that the American people have not given up trying. Is it wishful thinking for me to make comparisons to the energy and optimism of 60’s?
Lucy came up on the bed to listen with us. She seemed fascinated…not with the speeches, but with her ‘sister’, Opal’s smell. Actually, she probably was noticing the LACK of smell. Opal had her bath yesterday. She is a fuzzy, clean dog. Lucy was so mesmerized by Opal’s new scent that she curled up around Opal, and actually straddled her for a while. I told both of them that they should be listening. Instead, they licked one another and then went to sleep. Eventually, after Obama’s speech, I would go to bed too, aware of how tired I would be in the morning, but grateful that I had been up and around to witness another important moment in time.