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Scoundrel In Wonderland

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The Man Who Could Move Mountains

Posted on | January 19, 2009

I am sitting here, bathed in my patriotic flag of red and white1 rooting and cheering for a man who will never be my National Leader.

Moving mountains, probably not but the task ahead of him is possibly the greatest weight a President of the United States has ever undertaken.

I’m sure the last, biggest challenge a world leader faced was Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev.  Turning from Communism to a free market society must have been the weight of the world upon his shoulders.

Is that what President Obama faces?

Why am I, as a Canadian2, so unbelievably excited about the leader of a different country?

It’s a breath of fresh air.

It’s light at the end of the dark tunnel.  Hating Americans; not the people of course but the Administration was becoming something of a past time.

People from abroad; when they heard my accent assumed I was American until I announced differently.  “No, no, I’m CANADIAN!”  It was like we were all condemned from the North American continent

But the Bush Administration strained our bordered relationship; each other’s largest trading partner and it’s been tenuous at best.  It’s not the first time nor the last our Leaders will have a strained relationship.

Jean Chrétien and Paul Martin certainly didn’t hide their contempt for “W”.  Even our current Prime Minister, Stephen Harper hasn’t been his biggest fan - AND HE’S CONSERVATIVE.  Well, Canada’s idea of Conservative.

But here we are, on the cusp of a new world.

Even our news is littered with Obama-Mania.  Scattered between, “…more snow on the way” and “…tragic fire today…”.

I’m watching children of Indian decent singing reggae.

Asian children talking about the importance of a Black President.

Whites extolling the virtues of a man they’d never met.

So here I am.  Proud Canadian that I am, nodding my head with everything they’re saying.

I may be Canadian but for the first time in my life, I wish I was American.

President Obama, my hopes for your future:  No, your Country’s future - abounds with wishes.

Good luck to you.

And, thank you for bringing back hope.  You’ve made me believe in Politicians again.

  1. no blue for those who don’t know []
  2. proud one at that []

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