Today is Inauguration Day and millions will watch Mr. Obama take the oath of office and become this nation's 44th President.
And then...then the work begins.
I’ve been watching the network coverage of all things inauguration related…the emotional interviews with attendees, the awkward unscripted ‘oh, shit…we’ve got how many hours of coverage to fill?’ pundit-based blathering and the never-ending wide shots of the stage and the crowds that surround it.
It’s easy to get caught up in the exploration of this moment in history.
But I’m feeling rather serious today. I’m thinking of all the great expectations and daunting challenges that are ahead of us. And I’m ready to be a part of making change happen after the cameras shut down and the crowds go home.
I'm beyond ready to witness historic policy changes and some serious results…after the parades and the balls and the post-event analysis of Mrs. Obama’s dress.
But today we witness history…the transition of power and the responsibility that comes with that power.
Then the work officially begins.
Our long national nightmare endeth and this bitch hopes we wake up audacious...