D.C. in transition

20 11 2008

Being a California native, I’m one of those annoying people who, after a couple of beers, will talk nonstop about the wonders and benefits of living in the Golden State. You did know we have a desert and mountains, that city San Francisco, the Pacific Ocean and some really chill people? What else do you need, right? Well, living in D.C. through the primaries and general election have showed me that things … good things … do exist outside the San Andreas Fault. Go figure.

To say it mildly, the past two years have been a trip. One that was full of the emotional highs and lows of the primaries, constant debates with Clinton and then McCain supporters, the ultimate Obama victory, and a once-in-a-lifetime celebration that brought a heavily segregated city together, truly as one people. Granted, many like-minded people in other parts of our country were probably on the same trip as me, but there was a special energy here that I didn’t find elsewhere. Who knows, perhaps there are just more political dorks in D.C. that I can high five after a good debate. Whatever it is, I’m glad to have been apart of it.

But now, after the election, there’s a strange but pleasant calm (with the occasional economic tsunami). We’re all waiting to see who Obama will nominate into his cabinet; waiting for the millions to descend upon the city to see the swearing in of our 44th president; and waiting for the change we were promised for two years. The City is in transition. Our country is in transition. I don’t know about you, but I think it’s about time.