anomoly

I cried for the first time in a long time today. Not out of sadness or fear, but rather of hope. Ever since I cultivated an interest in politics, some 10 years ago, I have perennially felt beaten down by the political system, almost as if there was no hope in trying to initiate change. Talking heads were all the voice of the same political machine that offered no new ideas, no new insight and no real change for the large portion of our constituency whom are abused and taken for granted in an attempt to satisfy a small percentage of our elite. During my 24 years of my existence there has been nobody on the political spectrum who could really rally and galvanize our country for real progress and change...that was, until today. January 3rd, 2008 and Barack Obama's win in the Iowa Caucus is something I will forever associate with the impetus of change within American culture. Taking us from a bitter, divided falling hegemonic global force to something else. What that 'something else' is has yet to be determined, but for 10 minutes today, while watching his acceptance speech, I felt a passion inside of me that I imagine people watching Martin Luther King's 'I have a dream' speech, or JFKs 'ask not what America can do for you' felt...hope. And for the first time in my life, I am 'hopeful' that America could right this disastrous path of greed and self-destruction we've been headed down since Reagan's 80's. For once the embitteredness was taken from my heart and it was filled with hope for a brighter future...