A Poem For The Morning

Leonard Cohen’s Democracy, which I reprinted in full yesterday. If you don’t know it, check it out. It’s been in my head for a day now, and particularly as the results came in last night:

    I’m sentimental, if you know what I mean
    I love the country but I can’t stand the scene.
    And I’m neither left or right
    I’m just staying home tonight,
    getting lost in that hopeless little screen.

    But I’m stubborn as those garbage bags
    that Time cannot decay,
    I’m junk but I’m still holding up
    this little wild bouquet:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Yglesias Award Nominee

"Yes, it’s early, yes, a lot could happen. But a man who could not have used certain restrooms forty years ago is in the center ring, not as a freak in the manner of Alberto Fujimori or Sonia Gandhi, nor even as a faction fighter in the style of Jesse Jackson, but as a real player. One of our great national sins is being obliterated, as the years pass, by the virtues of our national system. I don’t agree with Obama and I don’t particularly like him, but I am proud of this moment," – Rick Brookhiser, NRO.

McCain vs Romney In New Hampshire

A reader writes:

I was in a bar tonight watching the results come in and a pundit came on the TV and said "the people of New Hampshire have two very different candidates."  This was followed quickly by a native Bostonian in the bar who blurted out "Yeah, one’s a wah’r hero and the other’s a douchebag." I think he hit it right on the nose.

Matt Stirs

Wakey, wakey:

I think the manner of Barack Obama’s win is pretty impressive. I can’t be the only one who was a bit inclined toward a cynical roll of the eyes at the idea of winning on the back of unprecedented turnout, mobilizing new voters, brining in young people, etc. That sounds like the kind of thing that people say they’re going to do but never deliver on. But he did deliver. That’s impressive.