The outside world still looks the same

Hello again, what a busy weekend it was! There have been lots of recent technology let-downs in the NEN bungalow, though not including my trusty laptop Ophelia. A, because he is infinitely good & kind, offered to take his cousin’s computer home and flash the hard drive & re-install is OS in order to get rid of a nasty root kit that had infested the machine.

But then he infected HIS laptop with a key drive. And so, it was Ophelia who rescued the lot of them, even though it meant no blogging for me for a few days.

But today of all days, there is nothing that can make me stop smiling. Unless you’ve been living under a rock since November 4th, you know that today is the inauguration of the 44th President of the United States, Barack Obama.

Everything looked the same on my ride to work this morning. I don’t know what I was thinking would be different; maybe I thought the sky would suddenly be green and the grass blue, the mountains morphed into majestic purple out of sheer patriotism. The radio played the same songs, regular beats and synth claps still in the same places. It still took 14.8 miles to drive from my house to my job, fog clinging to the craggy Notch & threatening to drop an ice cloud on the winding dynamite road. It feels like the first day of the future should look different! Where are the ubiquitous fireworks? Where are the doves swooping down upon us, olive branches in their sharp yellow beaks?

This is an invisible change, but then all change starts thus. The real differences have yet to come. Happy inauguration! Enjoy the fever in today, it won’t be receding anytime soon.


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