11 thoughts on “President Obama’s 2013 Inauguration is today!”

1. Right wing extremists (America’s terrorists!): STAY HOME TODAY!

2. Nigger Lover

3. Forgot to mention that today’s Inaugural poet is from Bethel, Maine (go Oxford County!), he’s a Latino immigrant, and HE’S GAY! Thank you President Obama for choosing one of Maine’s finest to represent our great state! Here’s his poem:

   http://abcnews.go.com/Politics.....d=18274653

   “One Today”

   One sun rose on us today, kindled over our shores,
   peeking over the Smokies, greeting the faces
   of the Great Lakes, spreading a simple truth
   across the Great Plains, then charging across the Rockies.
   One light, waking up rooftops, under each one, a story
   told by our silent gestures moving behind windows.

   My face, your face, millions of faces in morning’s mirrors,
   each one yawning to life, crescendoing into our day:
   pencil-yellow school buses, the rhythm of traffic lights,
   fruit stands: apples, limes, and oranges arrayed like rainbows
   begging our praise. Silver trucks heavy with oil or paper—
   bricks or milk, teeming over highways alongside us,
   on our way to clean tables, read ledgers, or save lives—
   to teach geometry, or ring-up groceries as my mother did
   for twenty years, so I could write this poem.

   All of us as vital as the one light we move through,
   the same light on blackboards with lessons for the day:
   equations to solve, history to question, or atoms imagined,
   the “I have a dream” we keep dreaming,
   or the impossible vocabulary of sorrow that won’t explain
   the empty desks of twenty children marked absent
   today, and forever. Many prayers, but one light
   breathing color into stained glass windows,
   life into the faces of bronze statues, warmth
   onto the steps of our museums and park benches
   as mothers watch children slide into the day.
   Inauguration 2013: Poet Richard Blanco Interview Watch Video
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   One ground. Our ground, rooting us to every stalk
   of corn, every head of wheat sown by sweat
   and hands, hands gleaning coal or planting windmills
   in deserts and hilltops that keep us warm, hands
   digging trenches, routing pipes and cables, hands
   as worn as my father’s cutting sugarcane
   so my brother and I could have books and shoes.

   The dust of farms and deserts, cities and plains
   mingled by one wind—our breath. Breathe. Hear it
   through the day’s gorgeous din of honking cabs,
   buses launching down avenues, the symphony
   of footsteps, guitars, and screeching subways,
   the unexpected song bird on your clothes line.

   Hear: squeaky playground swings, trains whistling,
   or whispers across café tables, Hear: the doors we open
   for each other all day, saying: hello, shalom,
   buon giorno, howdy, namaste, or buenos días
   in the language my mother taught me—in every language
   spoken into one wind carrying our lives
   without prejudice, as these words break from my lips.

   One sky: since the Appalachians and Sierras claimed
   their majesty, and the Mississippi and Colorado worked
   their way to the sea. Thank the work of our hands:
   weaving steel into bridges, finishing one more report
   for the boss on time, stitching another wound
   or uniform, the first brush stroke on a portrait,
   or the last floor on the Freedom Tower
   jutting into a sky that yields to our resilience.

   One sky, toward which we sometimes lift our eyes
   tired from work: some days guessing at the weather
   of our lives, some days giving thanks for a love
   that loves you back, sometimes praising a mother
   who knew how to give, or forgiving a father
   who couldn’t give what you wanted.

   We head home: through the gloss of rain or weight
   of snow, or the plum blush of dusk, but always—home,
   always under one sky, our sky. And always one moon
   like a silent drum tapping on every rooftop
   and every window, of one country—all of us—
   facing the stars
   hope—a new constellation
   waiting for us to map it,
   waiting for us to name it—together.

4. Simply GREAT day and nice progressive speech full of hope and change for the future.

5. Clif, check out what the right wing LYING CHEATING STEALING scumbags in VA did during the Inauguration today!

   http://tpmdc.talkingpointsmemo.....ration.php

   It was a great day, Clif! I wept throughout it!

6. An amazing moment! The president stops to take one last look at the crowd at his last inauguration….

   http://www.upi.com/blog/2013/0.....358807862/

7. What a wonderful day!! I found the poet an inspiration & delighted to learn he’s from Maine. Everybody who supported President Obama should be proud.

   • Truly was a very emotional and inspiring day, Myra!

8. Uncle Joe & Jill dancing! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NRURMttj4k

9. I didn’t get to see much of the Inauguration being shuttled from waiting room to waiting room at my two oncologists, lab to lab, getting radiation, then hooked up to IV’s for my chemotherapy. However, there were TV’s on all over the clinics from Faux News, MSNBC to CNN. The latter gave the best coverage just letting us watch LIVE without so much commentary. I did get to see/hear the Inaugural Address Richard Blanco’s poem, plus throughout the day got to see videos of a lot I missed. Did miss most of Myrlie Evers prayer which I did want to hear but thanks to the miracle of the Internt. http://www.usatoday.com/videos.....2/1852421/ Fox “talking heads” from early on lamented the “extreme liberal” positions of OUR president. When you win by 5 million votes, don’t you get to express your views? Don’t the Conservatives know enough about U.S. History to realize our Founding Fathers and our founding documents were most LIBERAL for their time? The conservatives then were Tories who wanted to stick with King George.

   • Yep, the Patriots of years past didn’t want a religious theocratic dictatorship like the Tories did!

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