All of my life it has been a crazy impossibility to think that a black man would ever become President of the United States of America. I never thought I would see it.

Despite his numbers, I didn’t think Obama would win. I figured this country was still far too racist. I’m ecstatic I was wrong.

My son will never know that old world but in history books and the ramblings of his elders.

God* bless America.

• – in the poetic sense, of course, not the fictional interventionist sense.

P.S. Now that we have a black president, can we finally get rid of our lexicon this tortured term “African-American”? It’s imprecise, inaccurate, and unnecessary. If you’re offended by the term “black”, you probably shouldn’t be having conversations with adults.