Not many events in recent history compare to today’s inauguration. Putting a man on the moon, tearing down the Berlin wall, ending the cold war, may come close. This is like the summer of love without all the dirty hippies.
I spent the weekend fanning this little flicker of hope that I have been feeling, (Which is not easy for someone like me who has an uncanny ability to find the black lining in any cloud). For today, I am suspending disbelief.
Moreover, singing… Because today we are going to party like it is 1969.