The sun set on today’s festivities with the parade drawing to a close. As a random major state university marching band gave way to a random high school marching band from an even more random state gave way to a random branch of our esteem (and may I hasten to add damned near broken) branch of the armed forces, I found that I had had enough pomp and circumstance and started peering behind the curtain of the elaborate show that had been put on in the interest of flaunting our nation’s seamless transition of power. Upon seeing not a whole hell of a lot other than the usual Event Planning stuff and a whole bunch of money that perhaps could have found a better purpose behind said curtain, I decided to get on with my day and ponder what tomorrow might bring.
I really wonder how much all those millions (and millions, (Johnson, D)) of people thought about what happens AFTER the party was over.
Yeah, you thought the ride here was a long time in coming…It hasn’t even gotten interesting yet.
Let there be NO question, folk.
The Stakes is HIGH. This is not a game where you can slide in one or two chips and think you are going to keep up with the pot. You better ante up like you want to win, or you’re just wasting your own time and everyone elses.
Barack Hussein Obama did not throw the life of three four wonderful Black Women/Girls into absolute turmoil for shits and giggles. He did that because he felt the call to serve this country at a time where CLEARLY we were in desperate need of change(hope, too).
The man sensed that we were ready NOW and jumped in 8-12 years ahead of any reasonable man’s timetable knowing full well the risks that came along with it.
He bet on US, not the other way around.
We need to not let him down.
Party up and sleep soundly folk…tomorrow starts the real work.