flewellyn | So this is what he meant by "the audacity of hope".

It's November 5th. Election Day, the day I'd been anticipating and dreading for nearly a year, has finally come and gone. And by and large, the good guys won.

It's an odd feeling, honestly; I've gotten so used to that sense of impending electoral catastrophe, that having it over and done with, and mostly positive results at that, is hard to process. It's like having a leg I'd been sitting on coming back online after going to sleep.

Not all good news, though: Michele Bachmann, the neoMcCarthyist idiot fundie godbag representative from Minnesota's most conservative district, has apparently won reelection, and will continue to spew stupidity for some time. And the Franken-Coleman race is still uncalled, and will likely be recounted. And, worst of all, the anti-gay measures in California, Arizona, Texas, Arkansas, and Florida all passed (well, CA is still not 100% certain, but it looks likely). It wasn't an absolute victory by any means, and there's still much fighting to do.

Anyhoo...now comes the hard part. Obama may not have been my first choice, or my second choice for that matter, but he was, at the end, my choice. And he was America's choice. It still feels strange to hope...but I have the audacity to hope that he was the right choice.