This is from Mr. Andersen's wonderful essay on Obama as published in the November 9, 2008 issue of New York magazine. If nothing else, please read the first four paragraphs:
When we were growing up, the future was the 21st century, and the future was going to astonish us.
And
so it has, eight years in, and not just with whiz-bang gadgets. We were
astonished by the attacks of September 11. By the administration’s
bungling of the Iraq War. By Hurricane Katrina’s scale of destruction
and the administration’s incompetent response. By the realization that
global warming is possibly out of control. By the teetering of the
global financial system.
Yet
none of the 21st century’s OMFG events has been any more astonishing
than what happened last week. Not just a Democratic president, but one
elected with the third largest majority of any Democrat in the past one
hundred years; not just a resoundingly victorious Democrat who lacks
(for the first time since most voters were born) a southern accent, but
who nevertheless won three southern states; not just a big-city
northern Democrat whose name recognition was close to zero 1,500 days
ago, but an eloquent Ivy League intellectual; and, of course, not just
an unknown smooth-talking pointy-headed neoliberal with an exotic
upbringing, but, yes, an African-American.
For
those of us born since World War II, never in our adult lifetimes (as
the next First Lady undoubtedly meant to say last winter) has any
single event made us prouder of our country—and for those of us who
live in this city, never have we felt more completely in sync with it.
We’re all Dorothy, stunned at having just stepped out—tripped out, one
might even say—from a half-wrecked black-and-white reality into a
strange and glorious new Technicolor world.
Please may I have more...