Moved by Obama's winning, but proud of George Bush

Very early on the morning of Election Day, I spoke to an African-American gentleman whose path I cross most mornings. I wanted to gauge the extent of what I knew would be his pride in Barack Obama’s imminent victory.

This fellow is reserved by nature, and that didn’t change much verbally, but his affect told the real story. Welling up and over would be the way to describe what his face reflected. Funny how powerful emotions are contagious.

During the course of our conversation, I politically defined myself as “not a liberal� and unwilling to vote for either candidate. But we agreed that Obama’s victory was a great thing and a great source of pride for the country. And it’s black folks for whom I’m the happiest. Congratulations and best wishes. May I add that I’ve never found it difficult to find circumstances giving rise to pride in the country and I abhor identity politics.

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We really don’t need much more “conversation on race,� do we? It’s all been said and it’s human nature to let go of our neuroses only with a fight, sometimes to the death. Electing an African-American speaks much louder than words and all kinds of doors, psychic and otherwise, have opened. I think this has been and will be Obama’s great contribution.

We also talked about the extreme unhappiness of the most neurotic in the country who have ill will toward Obama. Regrettably, there’s a real chance this could move from the realm of possibility to probability and no one knows this better than black folks. I pray for his well-being.

During the late evening of Election Day, I saw a shot of Jesse Jackson in the crowd in Chicago at Obama’s victory bash. He was in tears. My first reaction was to roll my eyes, having already seen Jackson’s long history of performance art. But I looked closely and I’ll be a blue-nosed gopher, he was really choked up. If an infamous shake-down artist and ego-maniacal, race-business super mogul could be so joyful, can any of us not share some of that sentiment? I think not. God bless you, Barack. And you, too, Jesse. (Just this once.)

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And now a word about our commander-in-chief. It hasn’t always been easy to defend W. The hatred and Bush Derangement Syndrome started before he was sworn in and never abated. (We conservatives will now do our level best to lose gracefully. Pay attention, the worm always turns.)

Events dictate the course of a presidency more than the personal qualities or shortcomings of the chief executive and his administration. Bush played a tough hand. Did he play it as well as possible? No. But he played it with guts and grit.

To all the Democrats who got on board the Iraq adventure and then bailed when the going got tough...shame on you. To all the Democrats vowing to end the Iraq war...it’s been done. Bush did it. I supported Bush because he’s worthy of such. Mr. President, I’m proud of you.

Peter Chiesa is a Northwest Corner resident who is a semi-retired substance abuse professional.

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