Devin Pugliano

my blog tonight was going to be about scarlett’s new toy cell phone.
when you flip it open it says “hi.”
when you flip it closed it says “goodbye.”

well, let’s scrap that idea…
instead…

first things first…
did i vote in this election?
i did not.
i’m not going to be one of those fake voters, though, either…
you know the type…
the people that didn’t vote but claim they did to join in with the roaring applause.

like i asked my mother earlier this evening, “would you vote for an atheist candidate?”  and her retort was swift, “no.”

President Obama is not for gay marriage.
though, i do respect his opposition of Prop 8 in california.
President Obama is pro-choice…
i, on the other hand, am not.
President Obama is a christian…
again, i am not.
these are the reasons i did not vote (for him or anyone else for that matter).

but i will openly express that i am happy with the choice that was made.
within moments of hearing the news, i logged on to my myspace and began deleting people from my friends list…which is something i very rarely do…because, well…i disagree with most people on almost everything so i’ve learned to just take people the same way they take me: an ongoing development.

why have i been deleting people?
that’s easy…
“i can’t wait to see that fucker dead.”
“save the voting for ‘adults.’” (from a 19 year old no less lol)
“great.  this is now a nigger country.”

for the last 8 years…let’s call them the “oops” years…
i haven’t been proud to call myself an american…
in fact, i was trying to defeat my anxiety so that i could get the fuck out of this country (i have a problem with traveling long distances).
we’ve had this cartoon character of a president…
whom has almost single handedly turned this country into a laughing stock in the eyes of other nations.
i would have rather lived in japan…and you all know how much i hate that place (thanks for the playstation, though).
but tonight…while watching President Obama’s speech…well, i got chills.
he invoked Kennedy.
he made me feel the way that i do at the end of a “rocky” film (except IV…c’mon, now…in all reality drago should have whooped his ass).
i held my youngest daughter (who is part black) on my lap and kissed her head while she stared at the t.v. witnessing something i know she won’t remember but knowing that she was there, that night, watching it…experiencing one of the greatest moments in not just american history…but world history.
society, as a whole…has overcome something tonight…and i don’t really need to say what that “something” is…
my youngest daughter will never live in the age of “one day we may have a black president.”
she now lives in a country of “yes, we can.”
and as a parent…
well, optimism is a good thing to impress upon a child.
i can show her President Obama and teach her that she can be anything she wants to be (except of course a biological boy)…that all barriers can be broken…all dreams realized.

i may not be proud of a lot of things in this country (can’t even really think of that many…every pro that is given to me…i have an equally powerful con)…
but tonight…for possibly the first time in my entire life…
i am proud to be an american.

so, my congratulations to President Obama & Vice President Biden…
and to their beautiful families…
please, turn this place around (not to be confused with “turn the beat around”).

as for bush (i won’t even capitalize that smackoff’s name)…
well, you almost…almost completely fucked everything up…
you weren’t my president…and fuck you for interrupting my primetime television programs with your bold faced, illiterate attempts at presidentiary importance.
you were the clown to the circus that is this world…

and at least bozo had the “grand prize game”…
your parting gift for us is a cornucopia of misery & devastation.
which you’ve left for others to clean up…

fuck, even cats eat their own puke.
you don’t even have that much decency.

“wmd?”
i’m beginning to think that stood for “w. managed dick.”

anyway…
have a good one, everybody.