To continue my week of using YouTube clips as a substitute for actual blogging:
Who is NOT worried about tomorrow? If I wrote dystopian science fiction novels, I could probably make a fortune off of the scenarios that I'm imagining.
Even if things go the way many of us hope (O-ba-ma! O-ba-ma!), I've always expected that he will disappoint us because, as most progressives know, he is NOT a progressive. Yet, I think it is vitally important that he win because of the war, because of the Supreme Court, because of the absolute necessity of having a smart person in the White House. His victory won't be one for progressives, but it will be a step in the right (or would that be the left?) direction.
Meanwhile, this song keeps coming back to me. I loved this song when I first heard it at age 11 because 11 year olds can be very idealistic; but I was already a huge cynic and skeptic. I have since learned that John Lennon was, as well. Maybe the cynics and the skeptics are such because they have such high hopes and such high ideals, all of which they know will only exist in their imaginations.
Nonetheless, this song represents that illusive, almost abusive emotion on which Obama based his campaign. Hope.