Wednesday, November 5, 2008


It's late. Too late to write much. But I can't resist the opportunity to say that, for the first time in a long time, I am proud of my country. I am absolutely tickled that Obama is the President-elect. Wow. What a momentous occasion.

Earlier this week, I was asked if I ever felt saudades (akin to "homesickness") for Chicago. My answer was, "no, not really, although if Obama wins the election--I'll wish that I was in Grant Park to celebrate!" And tonight, I watched the people gather in the park from six thousand miles away. Indeed I felt a twinge of saudades... or maybe it was just pride.

Wednesday night update - I recommend reading this:

When you’re an American abroad, you can quickly become a whipping post. Regardless of your political affiliation, if you happen to be living and working overseas at a time when the United States isn't getting along with much of the world, you get a lot of grief.

You can find yourself pressed to be some kind of apologist for Washington. And you can wind up feeling ashamed and alone.

In addition to the surge of pro-(US-)American sentiment I've heard here in Porto Alegre in the last 24 hours, I received an email from a friend in Italy, who echoed the positive vibe that seems to have swept the world overnight. This is a truly exceptional experience.