i watched some of the united states inaugural proceedings today in an attempt to be stirred for the first time ever by witnessing history first hand. after president obama’s speech my insides felt noticeably better. i don’t think it was the content of his words that moved my stomach to unclench but rather his honest eyes. throughout his abbreviated history lesson and his rough sketch of the hard road ahead he consistently looked like believed his message of hope. and that is a good thing since hope is contagious but rare. i was quite moved when he mentioned nonbelievers in his laundry list of religions as i can’t remember any other president including that group of people before (although my memory only goes back to the end of reagan).
i was a little freaked out when mr. obama botched the oath of office twice, but i was told that in fact he doesn’t need to wait four years to do it over again and become president for real. all the same, it’s going to take a lot of horseshoes, salt, magpies, and bells to break this hex. and, luckily, i have three of those four hex-breakers right now for just such an occasion. i’ll pick up some salt on the way home.
UPDATE: the president has taken the oath again. i'm not sure what this means for my hex cure. i wonder if it will now re-hex the united states, causing a plague of horrible luck to rain down on our purple mountains. one thing is certain: justice roberts should leave the freestlye oath-ad-libbing to the bass from boyz ii men.
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