I Have a Dream

Rather, I had -- and it's been realized! And what do you know, reality is so much better. :-)
Welcome to Inauguration, a hellishly cold day of stalled motorcade bikes, 1 per 500 port-o-potties (the rate determined through strenuous scientific modeling, no more no less), and copious frostbite, warmed by heartfelt patriotic sentiment, over-the-top journalistic rhetoric, and the outpouring of intrinsic American value that is capitalism. Really, to pay for their big event, a newly engaged couple is out hocking handwarmers to some two million shivering between Pennsylvania Avenue and Potomac. Warmed my hackles!

Just as uplifting proved the new President's speech. I mean, gosh, he even thanked the outgoing guy for the dedicated service to the country. Thanked him for his generosity and hospitality during the transition, too. Forgive and forget that dreck with not being allowed prematurely into an empty Blair House. Magnanimosity, chivalry, they are a victor's provenance, and they are out in force.

The man arrived, and his daughter Sasha is already setting the trend among the elementary school contingent. A little Ugly Doll, an admittedly welcome change from the ubiquitous Barbie wares, with which she was seen entering new school 5 days ago, is now a commodity more deficit than the Jonas brothers.

And we, those who voted for it and those cursing the Democratic donkey to within an inch of its life, we can only hope that new administration will be known for breaking the Washington mold as much inside its hallowed playgrounds as without.