This is a note to all the punditocracy and the news shows and the increasingly irrelevant right-wing mouth-pieces --
-- who this morning are already talking about celebrations from "Egypt to Kenya".
As if they're not celebrating in France and Germany and God knows where else.
-- Who are showing non-stop coverage of African Americans in tears.
As if people of every creed were not crying with joy last night.
-- Who are focused almost exclusively on race.
As if last night was not a victory for the entire nation.
Take note all of you: I did not vote for the black man.
I voted for the candidate who promised a new vision for not only this country, but of its leadership. Of its governance.
I voted for the candidate who spoke of unifying right and left, black and white, have and have-not.
I voted for the candidate who inspires me get involved again, to make a difference.
I voted for the candidate who proved that optimism could win out over pessimism.
Don't get me wrong. I am overjoyed that this election also made history by electing our first African American president (I voted for Jesse Jackson in the 1988 primaries), and the significance of that should not be downplayed.
But this election was about more than that (amazing as that seems).
I did not vote for the black man. I voted for the superior leader.
And isn't that really what America's supposed to be all about?