I'm not that into T-V.
Sounds a bit strange from someone who earns his meal-ticket writing stuff for the airwaves, but in truth, I just don't watch all that much (besides my beloved Twins, Wild, and hockey Gophers).
Tuesday morning, I made an exception.
The inauguration of Barrack Obama was an amazing spectacle, a heartfelt celebration of America and it's people in word, song, and poetry. A crowd likely approaching 2 million people packed the National Mall, to hear the words of their new leader, and stand shoulder to shoulder with those who shared their optimism.
Contrast that with the bureaucratic court battle for Minnesota's Senate seat. Each day brings a handful of legal filings to my email in-box.
Call me when it's over.
I'll take the Queen of Soul, Aretha Franklin belting out a heart wrenching 'My Country tis of thee', poet Elizabeth Alexander painting word pictures of brighter, sparking days, and Civil Rights Activist Dr. Joseph Lowrey spinning chuckle inducing rhymes about people of all colors coming together.
Mr. Obama again proved his speaking prowess, mixing cautionary warnings about the time it takes to fix things with reminders of America's resourcefulness and grit. It is difficult to discount the new President's intentions or resolve, if not his chances for success.
There is little doubt each person in the sea of humanity that witnessed this ceremony walked away inspired. The challenge, is to keep that energy and drive to make things better on the front burner.
The fact is, staying inspired is hard work. It requires breaking old habits, staying engaged, and finding reasons to look at the glass as half full instead of gazing at a flagging economy, job cuts, and shrinking 401k's and uttering 'we're doomed'.
I'd better roll up my sleeves... and stay away from the tube.