America proved a lot of things last night.
It proved it can elect a black man to the highest office in the land.
It proved that when people want to, they can care. They can vote. They can stay the fuck in line.
It proved that every goddamn vote matters, once again.
But it also proved that it's still a divided nation. There are still millions of ignorant fucks out there who would deny a basic societal right to someone based on sexual orientation. There are still millions of ignorant fucks who vote for guns and religion instead of love and peace. There are still millions of ignorant fucks who are afraid of black people but won't come out and say it.
One small step for man, etc. We still have a lot left to do. I'm broken-hearted over Prop 8 and clenching my heart for the Minnesota recount, but I've been given something I haven't had for eight years. The will to fight. I don't have to run away. For the first time, I feel like this is my country, and I have a stake in it as much as the richest businessman and the Mormoniest moron.
We're going to educate our children until they're no longer sheeplike fools. We're going to make sure that everyone has the right to see a doctor when they're sick. Maybe we'll stand up to big business and say they don't get to regulate themselves anymore because they've done a piss-poor job of it. We probably can't say bye bye to Chinese crap in our homes or oil in our cars yet.
It's a new, blank slate of a future, and I can't fucking wait to write on it.