IT'S A NEW DAY

Images from The New York

Times. What else can you say about it that hasn't been said? It's the end of a long, painful, dark and embarassing chapter in American history. I'm sure Barack will make mistakes and make unpopular decisions. People are looking to him almost as a messiah it seems, and that's a lot to live up to, even for someone who was just elected to the most powerful position in the world. Today wasn't quite as incredible and euphoric as Election Day, but still pretty great. At my office, a bunch of us gathered together to watch the inauguration ceremony in the lobby of our office. A well known conservative walked through the crowd and looked like Sideshow Bob from The Simpsons (voiced by another well-known conservative, Kelsey Grammer) with a look like, "We'll be back! We'll get you next time!"

Whatever: I've never been so proud to be an American as I have in the past few months. Despite all of the dangers in our future (America's and the world's), with Barack Obama in The White House, I feel quite optimistic.

THE STORY OF THE WEEPING CAMEL

I was totally moved by the National Geographic documentary The Story Of The Weeping Camel. It was about a remote village in Mongolia where the people depend on their camels for a number of things: one of the camels gives birth to a colt and then rejects it. I was totally affected by the sadness of child rejected by its mother - it was more than just the fact that it needed its mother's milk to survive.  And I was also moved by the role that music played in the attempt to remedy the situation. 

It's not a fast moving action flick, but I recommend it highly for those who love animals, or music, and who have attention spans.  

A DAY AT THE OPERA

My aunt recently took my wife and I (and my cousin) to The Metropolitan Opera's presentation of Mozart's "The Magic Flute," directed by Julie Taymor. My aunt has wanted to take us to the opera for a while - I've never been a fan, although I am a bit familiar with the opera, since I deal with The Met a bit at my day job. She figured, this was a children's opera, in English and was only about two hours long, it would be a good intro. 

Visually, it was spectacular, Julie Taymor did some pretty cool stuff. But otherwise, I had to admit that I couldn't get into it. The story didn't really grip me (I've been told that that isn't the point - but why have a story if the story isn't great, why not just a song-cycle?). It wasn't the music - I enjoy classical music. I just can't get into that style of singing, I guess. I realize that it takes a lot of skill, and a lot of emotion goes into it, but it just wasn't for me. 

When people are asked what kind of music they like, they like to say "everything," and so do I. If you check out my music blog, I cover rock, blues, country, hip-hop, reggae and R&B from lots of different eras.  But I just can't get into opera, so I guess I can't say "everything." Still, I'm glad I had the chance to experience it, at least once, I think it's something that people should at least try - but I would advise you to stick with a two hour one (some operas go over five hours!). 

WELCOME HOME, BOOTS!

In 2008, a lot of people prayed that Barack Obama would be elected President of the United States.  With a lot of hard work from a true grass-roots organization, an incredibly well-run campaign, an incredibly inspiring leader (and, lets face it, a terrible campaign run by the opponent who couldn't escape the failures of the current-president) Barack will be inaugurated later this month, and the entire world will be a better place for it. 

Which is an odd beginning for a post about my friend's cat who ran away last year. 

My dear friend Erin loves her cat Boots, who ran away last year. Basically, Boots was sitting in the window of Erin's apartment (the bottom floor of a house, and someone walking by opened the window and Boots got away. Poor Erin was shattered by this, but she never gave up on her cat. She even caught glimpses of him, but was never able to catch him. Then, one night, she found him in her humane trap that she'd left outside her house. I remember her calling rather late at night to tell us the good news.  I woke my wife with the phone, and I told her it was Erin ... what a great moment. 

It doesn't change the world, but it makes Erin's world a lot nicer, and Erin deserves that. I guess if could have only wished for two things to happen in 2008, it would have been for Barack to be elected President, and for Erin to get Boots back.  It was an awful year for many, but at least some good came out of it.