How sweet is this moment? Last night I did something I never do, I watched Fox News. I watched as Karl Rove was beside himself, I watched as they cut to commercial; unsure of how to proceed when the Right’s “architect” had blew it. I watched through the red filter as thousands in Chicago lost their minds with happiness. I watched as this divided country became one of affirmation.
We are no longer the takers, the women with their hand outs for birth control pills and abortions, or the uninsured, or the minorities that don’t vote, or the lazy folks who can’t get an ID, or the morons who can be bought by a few with deep pockets.
No, no, no. We are the people! We, the people, voted last night. We re-affirmed the direction of this country, our goals, and our hopes. We re-affirmed that we are not a nation divided, but one where more people than not believe in lifting up rather than going about it on their own. We believe that now, as never before, that all of us, sometimes, need help and together we can all rise. We, more than anything, believe that the American dream is ours for the taking. Our nation, the one that we believe in, is the place where a community organizer out of Chicago, with a hole in the floor of his car and crushing student loan debt, can become President of the United States; after he was the editor of the Harvard Law Review and the son of a single, white mother who was raised by his grandparents in Hawaii.
The Republicans may, finally, turn away from the extremists who can’t win elections — even if you try and buy votes, flip-flop your way to moderation, and lie your way through a record that does not exist. The Republicans may finally realize that limited government also includes women’s bodies. The Republicans may finally realize that you can not build a fence and demand papers like the Nazis and call it American values. Republicans may finally realize that Karl Rove was lucky once and only because of the Supreme Court. He is not an example, he is a fluke.
The Republicans will have to realize that we work much better together than we do divided by religion, silver spoons or the Civil War. A war that some will not concede ended a very long time ago.
Last night we voted to be on the right side of history; where marriage is not defined by the sex of those applying, but the love in the hearts of two people. Where “binders full of women” mean Elizabeth Warren and Claire McCaskill are senators who do not need men to give them a green light of worthiness. Last night, Mitt Romney became a thing of the past, which is exactly where he needs to be.
We have a lot of work to do. We have jobs to find and children to raise and people to insure and a New Jersey coast to re-build and clean energy to produce and neighbors to help and debt to get under control. We’re all in this together now. Let the other side do their soul searching, our future has been signed, sealed and delivered.
He’s ours. And we wouldn’t have it any other way.