Today I am elated about the content-  the Obama victory- even if the form- capitalist parlimentarianism- remains the same. For someone who’s first political memory is the Reagan Mondale election, it feels pretty remarkable that a Black Democrat got elected president by such an overwhelming margin. In many ways it hasn’t really sunk in.

I watched it all unfold in a pub on campus. People were drunk and engergized, chanting OBAMA, counting down the poll results for each state and booing Mccain’s inconsequential victory. Total Guy Debord.

(“As long as necessity is socially dreamed, dreaming will remain a social necessity. The spectacle is the bad dream of a modern society in chains and ultimately expresses nothing more than its wish for sleep. The spectacle is the guardian of that sleep.)”

Half drunk when PA was called, I knew it was over. But it didn’t hit me. In many ways it still hasn’t and can’t as compared to the people it really affects. Images like Jessie Jackson crying. Facts that the president of the United States will be a black man named Barack Hussein Obama. And thoughts about how past struggles led to this overwhelm me with emotion. So i can’t even imagine what it must be like for people who’s identity has been formed by these forms of identarian thought.

I’m even more exciting by what could happen in this potential space, which seems replete with possibility provided people don’t withdraw. A space created by the fact that America didn’t totally fucking blow it!!

So I let this all run around in my head and listen to Curtis over and over and over, again and again;

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