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Wednesday, July 17, 2024

For me, literally tears and blood

My wife and I drink wine, occasionally beer, and not hard liquor. But yesterday, hoping the polls were right, I wanted to buy a bottle of something to drink to celebrate Obama's victory. I considered a good champagne but ruled that out since we'd only be drinking our limit of one glass. Then with the image in my mind of the two main characters of the TV show "Boston Legal" sipping scotch on the balcony overlooking Boston at the end of every show, I thought why not buy an expensive bottle of scotch.

My wife and I drink wine, occasionally beer, and not hard liquor. But yesterday, hoping the polls were right, I wanted to buy a bottle of something to drink to celebrate Obama’s victory. I considered a good champagne but ruled that out since we’d only be drinking our limit of one glass. Then with the image in my mind of the two main characters of the TV show “Boston Legal” sipping scotch on the balcony overlooking Boston at the end of every show, I thought why not buy an expensive bottle of scotch.

I envisioned an early declared win and surprising my wife by bringing out the scotch. That didn’t happen. However then Keith Olbermann, under strict network orders not to “predict” the outcome, dropped his “opinion” that the only way Obama could loose was for McCain to win California, plus Oregon or Washington, which would leave McCain needing to beat Obama in Hawaii to go over 270 electoral votes. I knew we’d be waiting until after 11:00PM to hear the official outcome.

Obama and scotchNot wanting to wait, I broke out the 16 year old scotch and we began to sip it every time Obama won a state. My wife drank scotch in college and opined that this was the best scotch she ever tasted. I didn’t like it at all. Even smelling it made me shudder and it felt like a burning in my nostrils.

It was worth it, toasting the TV screen, clicking glasses, shouting YEA, confusing the dogs, and taking a sip. What a scene, two 64 year olds playing a drinking game.

Finally, sleepy and maybe a little tipsy, I took my laptop and we went to bed at 10:00 PM to watch the returns there.

When it was announced for certain that Obama had won tears were streaming down my face.

Even my hands felt wet. I looked down and they had bright red blood over them and there were two drops of red seeping into the innards of the laptop through the crack around the touch-pad.

I had a nosebleed.

This is something I’d only had once before some 30 years ago.

The fumes of the scotch had apparently ruptured a blood vessel.

By the time Obama had completed his speech my nose had stopped bleeding and I thought I’d run out of tears.

But then the Obama and Biden families came on stage and I had to restrain myself from sobbing lest the bleeding start again as I saw the mix of generations and colors on that stage sharing their joy with the world.

Like millions of others, this was a night they will never forget.

For me it was night I bled and cried and rejoiced all at the same time.

26 thoughts on “For me, literally tears and blood”

  1. There’s a quote in the Newsweek article about how early in the campaign Obama and the 80 year old Ethel Kennedy were together at Coretta Scott King’s funeral and she leaned over and whispered to him “the torch is now passed to you.”

  2. Born on the cusp between the Beats and the Kennedy Kids I am unable to detach Barack Obama’s win from the Kennedy vector without twitching visibly.
    Thankfully for me, his speech made it unecessary as he is apparently on his way to filling the shoes admirably.
    I drank with you Hal, and for me that’s usually a once a year proposition on New Year’s.

    Jeff H in TX
    the occupation is over

  3. We all seem to be celebrating! What a wonderful thing it is to have hope once again. I wrote last night when Obama was declared the winner, that I had chosen hope and warned that I would allow nothing nor anybody to rob me of the wonderful feeling…seems I had nothing to worry about…thats a bonus!

    Listen up folks, theres another sure bonus in having Obama as a president. I mentioned months ago..that it will be a joy once again to be able to listen to a president give a talk and know what he’s talking about, and how to pronounce the words,and trust what he’s saying. Alleluia, whoopie, whoa, hip hip hoorah! I will never take that for granted again..once I heard Sarah Palin talk. I knew there were many more morons waiting in the wings. Savor these moments they have been a long time in coming. Peace out!

    “Once you have chosen hope, anything is possible”

  4. Add me to the list of teary-eyed Americans. I’m a single mom, and Barack is from a single-parent home, so the best part was being able to watch the election results with my 13-year-old daughter. I want her to understand the greatness of what happened last night! This is a victory for those of us who have felt ignored by our leaders for the last 8 years. Yano, the average Joes…and Janes..

  5. Tom,

    It was that or French champagne to symbolize our rejoining the world community.

    We were Edinbrough last summer and heard what the Scots, Brits and Europeans we met thought about the Bush administration. To a person they felt sorry for us.

    If you or any other posters drink scotch, and want to try some of this high class stuff, stop by. I’m not hard to locate.

  6. There is always A. Smith Bowman in Northern Virgnia, which is now apparently a fairly firm blue state. They make a really fine sippin’ whiskey called Virginia Gentleman, and they had a more limited and better edition called Fairfax County Gentleman, which was sold exclusively in Virginia ABC stores. Sadly, it appears from their website that they no longer make the FC Gentleman.

    They were and still are privately owned, much like their neighbor the Mars Corporation.

  7. Hal, perhaps you should consider the symbolism of the booze you guzzle to celebrate. Remember the Boston Tea Party? Colonial Bay Staters’ annoyance at the British tea tax got Americans started on the road to drinking coffee instead of tea.

    In view of Mr. Obama’s distaste for outsourcing, why would you celebrate his very American victory by drinking scotch? I looked for spirits made in Obama’s home state of Illinois and could only find company headquarters for products actually made in Kentucky. Since Kentucky is a Republican state, swilling bourbon might fall into the naughty outsourcing category.

    There is an outfit here in MA called Berkshire Mountain Distillers, which sounds like a boutique outfit making local gin, vodka and rum. Gin, like tea or scotch, sounds a bit too British-like in origin, vodka might sound slightly pinko and rum has nasty symbolism from the old triangle trade. Garsh! It’s hard for a feller to get buzzed with honest democratic hooch, eh?

    If Obama puts a high priority on renegotiating NAFTA with an eye toward pricing out furrin’ spirits, maybe you should dip into cheap tequila or Canadian whiskey while you’ve still got the chance. At least you’re sharing the profits with other folks right here on the same continent. Then again, if spirits make your nose bleed, there’s always the local stalwart, Sam Adams beer, and the political connotations could hardly be better.

    Once your head clears, you might sign on as a trade negotiator boosting exports of products made from corn. Ethanol for cars turned out to be a big boondoggle, but if you age the stuff in oak barrels, it still makes a passable beverage.

    Tom Gelsthorpe

  8. Not too many political forums where you can kibitz civilly and throw out the occasional reference to Greek mythology. Call us the “strait” talk express.

  9. Nice community here. Glad I found you folks. I don’t always have something to say, but I like to listen in, and at least be part of the circle that way.

    As for how I took the Obama win: I didn’t vote for him (I preferred Ron Paul, and, since he wasn’t on my home-state choice list, not even as a write-in, I went for the Libertarian party candidate, as a protest vote for the Constitution, under major threat from the Right), but I’m glad he took it – that is to say, that the American people rose to this occasion. This defining-moment occasion, taking the American Revolution to its next step, in bringing the blacks fully into the fold, of a self-governing, republican form of government. And his acceptance speech was, simply, inspirational. I, too, teared up somewhat. He was speaking for the America I love, and hope to reach its potential.

    I have concerns about the man. But this is not the time for that. This is the time to celebrate America taking its rightful place in the community of nations. Full speed ahead, between the Scylla on the Right and the Charybdis on the Left. That, I will drink to. Cheers.

  10. Hal, old friend:

    I can help you with your problem. I’ll be more than glad to take that nasty old Scotch whisky stuff off your hands. Let me know and I’ll come pick it up the next time I’m in your neck of the woods. I’ll even bring some tissue paper for your nose and enough ice for both your nose and the Scotch.

    As to the state actions on gay marriage, that one’s going to the Supremes, or at least the one in California. You cannot stuff 18,000 rabbits back down the rabbit hole. The bans on gay marriage fail the test of equal treatment under the law. And the same thing will happen to the Federal statute defining marriage. We need to get over this marriage stuff. It’s a civil union, having not a damned thing to do with religion.


  11. Three and a half weeks ago I lost my 85 year old mother to inflammatory breast cancer. I couldn’t help but compare Obama with JFK and thought of young John saluting his father during the funeral procession and how my mother cried so hard. My tears flowed the rest of the night until I thought of one family going back to Alaska.

  12. My hope is that Television in particular and Hollywood in general will depict the African Americans as well educated as we have seen during this campaign. There is no difference in our brains, or our ability to speak and think and I’m tired of the step and fetchit silliness on television. I remember Anderson at the race track (Rochester) and he was a serious horse person who even on occasion had a winner. Yes, I’m that old and remember the days of Jack Benny and his side kick Rochester.

    Old Malcolm

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