And now back to our usual inanity

If you’re getting tired of my political rants, my dissing of Sarah Palin, my man-crush on Barack Obama, then welcome back to business as usual here at room34.com.

Three words: Ho. Ly. Crap. Although I played my fair share of Super Mario Bros. in the late ’80s, I was too old for the Saturday morning cartoons. But now my son isn’t, and they’re selling them on DVD at Target.

I always enjoyed the little quasi-calypso ditty that accompanied Mario’s journeys in the Mushroom Kingdom, but until now I never realized there were words.

Do the Mario!
Swing your arms
From side to side
Come on it’s time to go!
Do the Mario!

Take one step
And then again
Let’s do the Mario!
All together now!

You got it!
It’s the Mario!

Do the Mario!
Swing your arms
From side to side
Come on it’s time to go!
Do the Mario!

Take one step
And then again
Let’s do the Mario!
All together now!

Come on now!
Juuuust like thaaaaat!

What does it feel like to believe again?

It’s still sinking in that Barack Obama is going to be our next president. Is it real?

I’m so used to not believing in our leadership, I’m not sure how to handle myself. I would say that I haven’t felt this way since… something, except for the fact that I haven’t ever felt this way.

I was born just as Nixon was falling apart at the height of the Watergate scandal. Although I lived through Gerald Ford’s entire (brief) presidency, the first president I remember is Jimmy Carter. I knew we were supporting him in the 1980 election, and then… that was it. From the time I was in first grade until I was a freshman in college, our country was led by either Ronald Reagan or George Bush (the elder). Whatever enthusiasm I held as a student for native son Walter Mondale and amiable schmuck Michael Dukakis was in vain. (OK, he wasn’t really a schmuck, but even I remember him best for that ridiculous picture of him in the tank with the oversized helmet on his head.)

I turned 18 in 1992, and eagerly attended the (non-binding) primary election to cast my very first vote ever for… Bill Clinton. I voted for him again in the general, and again for re-election in 1996. I believed in him, and in Al Gore, though my enthusiasm diminished over years of rightward drift, ineffective battles with Newt Gingrich’s Republican House, and the whole Monica Lewinsky thing, which as far as I (and just about everyone I knew) was concerned, should have been a non-issue. But I never really admired Bill Clinton.

In 2000 I jumped on the “there’s no difference between the two major parties” bandwagon, going so far as to place a Nader/LaDuke bumper sticker on my car, before finally coming to my senses and casting my vote for Al Gore. Sadly, my primary season prophecy that, if nominated and elected, George W. Bush would find some excuse, any excuse, to go (back) to war with Iraq proved true. The rest is history. Except it’s still happening.

In 2004, I supported John Kerry, but I certainly related to the sentiment conveyed best by the infamous website, JohnKerryIsADouchebagButImVotingForHimAnyway.com. Seriously, Democrats, one of the demonstrably worst presidential terms in history, and this is the best you can do? And of course, the Democrats’ best wasn’t good enough.

But something significant did come out of that 2004 election. A (relatively) young senatorial candidate out of Illinois named Barack Obama made his debut on the stage of the Democratic National Convention, delivering a speech of such eloquence, substance and vision, that many (myself included) were left wondering, “Why didn’t we nominate that guy?”

This year we had our chance. Despite my leanings from day one of his campaign, soooo long ago, it was not until the eve of the Democratic caucus in February that I committed myself to supporting Obama. The eloquence of his speeches was matched by his calm, focused demeanor, by his thoughtful introspection and progressive vision in place of the usual political canned answers and paint-by-numbers policy platforms, and by the smooth, unfailing efficiency and organization of his campaign. He was simply the candidate for this moment in time. As America entered its darkest hour, here was a gleaming ray of hope for a new day, a new era, a new America.

So, like I said at the beginning, I’ve never felt the kind of passionate support for a candidate (although SLP described it as a “man crush”) as I did for Barack Obama, and I have never been so elated by an electoral victory. There simply has not been the kind of candidate, from either party, to move people like this in my lifetime. Some would argue Reagan, perhaps, but I believe (and always have) that Reagan’s vision was fundamentally flawed, tragically skewed to point our nation inevitably in the direction it has headed over the past 8 years, and largely over the past three decades.

A new day is upon us. This election is profoundly significant for many reasons, not the least of which is the unprecedented transformation in race relations that is now made possible by the pending inauguration of our first African-American president. That’s huge, it’s profound, and it’s long overdue. But that’s just part of it. As President-Elect Obama has said himself, there is not a black America, or a white America, or a Latino or Asian or Native American America. There is the United States of America. And today, despite the 20 red states on the map and the 46% of us who voted for John McCain, we have never been more united across the many long-standing internal divisions we’ve faced, than we are today.

The last politician who inspired this kind of enthusiasm and who brought America this kind of vision was Robert Kennedy. The last president who entered office at such a challenging time, with such a transformative vision, was Franklin Delano Roosevelt. I believe Barack Obama has the potential to have the enduring positive impact on this country that FDR did, and perhaps even more. He may usher in a new era in the world, an era of greater understanding and cooperation and vision for our collective future as one people, one planet.

That’s a tall order. Barack Obama is brilliant, gifted, and committed, but he is just one man. The kind of transformation his election demands is something that will affect, and be affected by, all of us. But it’s a transformation we should undertake, to believe in ourselves again, to believe in each other, to believe in a world that will be better tomorrow than it is today, and to believe that anything is possible. We just have to make it happen.

Oh great, now Minnesota is the new Florida (or Ohio)

Reading this New York Times article about the looming recount in the Senate race between Norm Coleman and Al Franken, I am seeing shades of Florida in 2000, or Ohio in 2004. Voting irregularities, legal challenges, hanging chads. Well, OK, we won’t have hanging chads, because we don’t use those stupid 19th century voting machines. But this could be as bitter and nasty, and protracted, as Florida in 2000, writ small. I’m glad we in Minnesota handed a decisive victory to Obama, but now all eyes are on us, especially since at this point it still looks like a Franken win (along with Democratic pickups in three other close races) could give the Democrats a razor-thin filibuster-proof majority.

Honestly, though, I’d rather not have that majority. With Obama’s commitment to breaking down partisan barriers, I think a filibuster-proof majority in the Senate would be a bad thing, and is probably unnecessary anyway. And if the Democrats did get it, it would only be because Joe Lieberman would still be caucusing with them. A frightening proposition. He doesn’t need that power, and we don’t need to let him have it, either. Better that the Democrats can enjoy their solid (but not commanding) majority, and disregard Lieberman altogether. (Say goodbye to your committee positions, Joe!)

I like Franken; I supported him. I don’t like Coleman, the opportunistic ex-Democrat, and the tool of Bush that he’s become. But I can live with him in there if I have to. Amy Klobuchar is my senator, thank you very much, and I’m looking forward to a brighter future with little regard for Coleman’s place within it.

So Al, go ahead with the recount; under law it will happen anyway. Just don’t fight it too hard. I watched you last night, addressing your DFL supporters, and although you invoked Barack Obama’s name, and although you’re new to politics yourself, you sounded an awful lot like the same old tired politicians we collectively are ready to say goodbye to. I’d like to see you in the race again in 2014, but more importantly, I’d like to see you walk away from what appears to be a narrow loss with your dignity intact.

In other news: Things looked good on the ballot for me, other than Al. Every candidate and ballot measure I voted for won or passed, except (possibly) for Al Franken. I was very pleased, especially, to see that my choices for the three seats on the Minneapolis School Board all won, and especially that the homeschooler came in second-to-last. I’m sure she’s a good person, but I fundamentally believe that if you do not support public schools (which she clearly doesn’t), you have no business running for school board!

One step forward, two steps back

Yea, Barack Obama was elected, and the heavens did smile. But what of these state constitutional amendments banning gay marriage, (apparently) passed even in places such as California?

Yesterday was a major triumph for civil rights as race is concerned, 40-odd years on in the fight. The jubilation over that victory is tempered by the setbacks in today’s civil rights struggle, just as some real progress was starting to take shape. How many more decades will we drag out this fight before truths we should hold to be self-evident make themselves so?