Barack's Victory Celebration

Let me Preface this by stating that it hasn't truly set in that Barack is President -- yet.

I was in Madison for the election however, and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. Wisconsin held the second highest voter turnout percentage in the nation (behind MN I might add), and to have such a high turnout, and really be a "gimmie" for Barack in the final week is very impressive. Over 70% of the population turned out to vote, and though it was expected to be higher, the idea was that an unmotivated Republican Voting bloc had poor voter turnout. Obviously something happened to the GOP. The news is flooded with talks about "circular firing squads" that is the Republican party -- now fractured and divided and apparently out of touch with the majority of American Voters (who, may I add are tired of the be with us or we hate you and you are a terrorist saber rattling).

But, this is not about me, this is about YOU. Ok, I lied, this is about me. This is my epic journey on election night. The triumph that was the victory -- the jubilation of the riot/march/demonstration/clusterfuck afterwards -- and of course what would election night be like without having hundreds of people run the wrong way down a 4 lane one way onto oncoming traffic? I'm not sure, I've never experienced anything other than the former. 

So, my night began in Devra's appartment actually. My goal was to finish my Arabic homework before jetting off to the Union. I didn't get it all done because the excitment got a hold of me, and the polls closed in Virginia, and votes started pouring in. So i rushed to the Union, and was just about to go to Colin's house (sorry bud) when a bunch of my friends all of a sudden poured into the Union to watch the election. The vote went as everyone knows it did. Of course the climax was when the Pacific vote came in, and boy, did the Rath have an Orgasm. Check it out -- 

 

So the night ends, I hug some bro's, I have a good time, but then its time to go home. So I go outside to get on my bike, and go home, but I hear voices, and yells, and all of a sudden, 40 people are marching towards me with an American Flag! And I'm like -- a march! Awesome!! So I join in, and we run up bascom hill in jubilation! Well... From Bascom Hill we walk up Johnson, and we start getting more and more people to follow us... And we all of a sudden get to State Street and BAMB! We run into ANOTHER march! And we combine, and all of a sudden there are THOUSANDS of people all on state street yelling, and cheering, and wooping, and being in the most excited state I have ever seen people. It was like nothing else I've ever done. One of those - "tell your grandchildren" moments. I have some video of the night, but it doesn't do it justice, not even close. You had to be there. You just had to be there. 

Hazza!!!

It was a great night. I'm excited for when he gets into office.

Thanks,

Guthrie