Hope Monger

I just got back from the Obama rally at UC. I waited in the cold for two hours with this guy named Ray, who gave me one of his preferred seating tickets.

I am frozen, hoarse, and my thumbs hurt from clapping, like the thousands of others, who froze on the glacier outside of Fifth Third (thanks local Meteorologists... Fifty my ass).

Rhetorically, it was amazing: The crescendo at the end...it felt like how church must feel to the religious.

I'll have more later...