Hello, Kossacks!
This is what history feels like, and I couldn't stay away from it.
Certain events forced me into retirement as your friend and humble narrator, but the events of tonight have me back and boistin' with vitality. I'm full of piss and vinegar when I used to just be filled with vinegar.
To put it another way -- America's back, baby, and so am I!
Come right the fuck on! President Elect Barack Hussein Obama, soon to be the 44th President of the United States of America!
I know there's going to be a metric fuckload of these diaries being written tonight, but there are times in life when you just can't hold yourself back.
Yes, I have been watching, and yes, I am endlessly, unapologetically, unreservedly, deliriously proud of every last one of you. The people in this community were a big part in helping make this happen.
You all are the Massive Orange Beast that helped bring this fucker in and make it happen. You wrestled this hot, sticky bastard of an election to the dank earth and applied a reverse arm-bar until it called you "Sir."
You talk about ground game? Well, it's you on the ground, and you've all got game!
I am so fucking proud of you all. And I'm proud of the voters of this country! Didn't I always tell you guys that you shouldn't second-guess their judgment, even if it seems off from time to time?
And as for me, I feel like a semitruck loaded with pecan pie, porno and whiskey has just jackknifed in front of my house and I'm running around like Templeton the Rat at the county fair in "Charlotte's Web" just soaking it all in.
Because dognose it's been long enough, hasn't it? Maybe now we'll finally see an end to Battered Democrat Syndrome, and govern this country with some fuckin' sack for a change.
This just confirms a large part of my philosophy. Change is the one constant of the universe. It can be slowed down, it can suffer setbacks, and it can even seem utterly out of reach every now and then, but it never, ever stops.
Change is a helluva lot more than some focus-grouped buzzword, and the people of this country -- including the movement conservative dead-enders -- are about to learn what we've known all along. Barack Obama is the leader that this country has been crying out for over these past 8 years.
So what are we to do, then, eh?
Well, I'd advise that we take a moment to exhale. Then take a moment to inhale -- some choice liquor or some other vice you enjoy. Have a roll in ze hay with someone you care about.
Then we wake up, shake off the hangover, and begin Phase II. We demand accountability in our new government, and a faithfulness to the ideals that brought so damn many of us to the polls in the first place.
Sound like a plan? It's so simple, it just might work.
I just miss you guys, and I wanted to come back to share this moment with you, even if it's only for a night.
Take a moment and enjoy.
UPDATE:
It's great to be back on the Rec List. I feel unworthy of the honor on this night, but if I speak for you, I'm touched to do so.
I'd like to also thank my good friend The Termite for convincing me that this was a good idea.
As promised long ago, a new pic of Droogie Jr., now 8 months old. Part of my vote was cast for him. Can you see why?