Michelle Obama's speech yesterday about how careful Barack Obama was when driving their first-born for the first time from the hospital back home had me driving down memory lane.
When we had to bring our first-born from the hospital, I remember being so nervous with the excitement. I avoided the freeways and chose a route with the least traffic and chose a time of the day when the traffic would be even less...
During that ride, I also remember when I saw in my rear-view mirror, a driver right behind me with a map spread out on the steering wheel and trying to locate some place even as he/she drove (I was so nervous that I didn't notice whether that driver was a he or a she!).
I couldn't dare speed up nor could I slow down. I was praying that there would be no red lights as I was unsure if the driver behind me would stop! I was sweating bullets!!!! By the time we reached home, my T-shirt was wet with sweat (and it was late winter!) and my hair looked like I had just come out of a shower.
Now, that was a story that I could easily relate to. The story also touched a chord for my wife, and she remarked how similar it sounded to our own experience!
And it doesn't end there. There are many other things in Obama's life that we ordinary folks can identify with like working part-time jobs while in college, taking student loans, striving to get scholarships, assistantships and so on.
Contrast this with McCain. There is hardly anything in his life that I can relate to.
I can't relate to dumping the wife when she was unwell.
I can't relate to cavorting with another woman when still married.
I can't relate to being a kept man who doesn't even know how many houses he owns.
I can't relate to hurling obscene words at my wife in public (or in private).
I can't relate to bombing and killing innocent civilians...