Nov 5, 2008

SHHH, THE BIGGEST POLITICAL MOMENT

SEATTLE – People scream. Honk. Ignite bottle rockets. Big rebel stuff for Ballard, the neighborhood of lye-cod, ya, you betcha!

Still I don't trust it.

My cousin Jenny and I waif into the George and Dragon in Fremont. Why does the aura of fryer fat add authenticity? Never mind, it's here, it's visceral. The bouncer cards us as we robot-lock on McCain's concession speech.

"It's real?" I ask.

He beams. "Couldn't be realer."

Those smiles rip around the bar. Not one hipster can hold back. The president elect takes the mike and many start chanting, "yes, we can" like a gospel choir between his statements. Waves of hooting overtake the crowd: Obama! USA!

I turn to my cousin. "This could be the biggest moment of our political lives," I pronounce. All liberals are given to portentousness tonight. Forgive us: we have so little.

She shoots back, "what if a woman's elected?"

"No matter how awesome anything is ever, it probably won't be a biracial president with a message of hope after mismanagement and a recession."

We mull for a second. Then she says, "hungry?"

Oh yeah! Jalepeno poppers for the new world order!

3 comments:

  1. I am feeling all tingly now...

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  2. I love that you went to an English pub to celebrate.

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  3. Sascha: everyone is. Except maybe Nebraskans...

    Louche: they kept interrupting the pub quiz for historic political jubilation. And the Limey announcer got snarkier and snarkier about it, until some punky chicks staged a coup and commandeered the mike. Good times.

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