Feelings On Inauguration Day
First, I want to say that I’ve never heard an “artistic” rendering of a patriotic song that I did not detest. I mention this with no particular animus towards James Taylor, Kelly Clarkson, or Beyonce –none of whom I actually listened to during the inauguration. (The minute someone starts singing a jazzed-up, drawn-out, wailed, yodeled, syncopated, or otherwise individualized version of any of My Country Tis of Thee, America the Beautiful, God Bless America, or the Star Spangled Banner, I find I have to either mute the sound, or jump out the window. Oh why oh why oh why can’t someone just sing one of these beautiful songs as written?)
Second, I confess. I do not love Michelle’s bangs. I love her - and I do understand the urge of someone turning 49 to look like a retro teenager– (I’ll even go so far as to agree with the President – sure they look great – she always looks great.) But.. (there’s so much hair it’s a bit hard to see her face.) But enough said! It’s fine to try something new!
And I did. in an earlier verion of this post, feel that poet Richard Blanco and the minister doing the final invocation could have cut their remarks a little in light of the cold, and the length of the ceremony and the large magniciation — but I know they were doing a great and wonderfully inclusive job.
So putting the irritation and pettiness aside, what do I feel?
(P.S. sorry to seem so curmudgeonly. I wrote this last night, late, after a fair amount of traveling.)Explore posts in the same categories: news, Obama comment below, or link to this permanent URL from your own site.