Yes, a little bit at his speech. Surprised myself really. Still not sure it was not all a dream. Dammit, why must you hold your elections in the middle of the night? 
Oh so good! I really feared that there would be some accidental mishaps with voting machines or something.
Hell, I cried listening to his acceptance speech, and I’m not even American. And for the first time in my life, I’m sorry I’m not.
Well done Obama, and well done the United States of America!
Thank you!
And just to let you know, most of those who voted for Obama are happy to hear your comment. Trust me, we know how badly we fucked up world-wide over the past 8 years.
Did I cry?
I was in class and my students were busy working on their computers so they didn’t see my eyes get red while constantly logging into MSNBC and, when I saw it blasted on the screen that OBAMA WINS, I almost lost it.
I’m not an American and I’m a grumpy old cynic and I had a lump in my throat when he made that speech. God damn, but that man’s an orator: it was even better 'cos it sounded like he meant it.
Yes, I cried.
But half a bottle of scotch later I’m much better, thanks.
I keed, I keed…
Oh yes! I will never, as long as I live, forget sitting there watching CNN, knowing Obama had hit that magic 195-electoral-votes-and-there’s-no-way-McCain-can-win-it-now, but still thinking it was going to be some time before there would be any real confirmation- just trying to hold myself together and plow through, hoping there would be no 2000-style death ray, and up flashes on the screen: “Barack Obama Projected Winner” (or whatever exactly it said) and I just said, “Oh my God!” and started crying.
I don’t want to go to bed!
Much to my embarrassment over patriotic glurge, I cried during the national anthem. First time I can remember listening to it and having it stand for something.
I’m *still *crying!
Actually, I went to bed when he had 207 votes, but I still didn’t dare to assume anything. So when I logged on this morning and started looking at pictures, the tears started rolling.
Mr. Rilch and I went out, because we honestly thought it would be a close race, not resolved until the wee smalls, if not tomorrow afternoon. Coming back, turned on the radio and were gobsmacked. Had to wait a while for Obama’s acceptance speech to come up in the rotation. Then I cried.
No, I was asleep because I was just too sleepy.
And I didn’t whoop when I found out the news, because it was about four in the morning.
But I will definitely dance in the street today. Probably on my way to work. Maybe on my way home, too.
No. “At least it wasn’t McCain” was my reaction. Obama is too far to the right, and too much of a compromiser; I don’t think he’ll be willing or able to repair the damage the Republicans have done. He’ll do what Democrats always do; cave in, under the name of “compromise” to people who only understand compromise as surrender to their demands. He’ll just keep it from getting worse quite as fast for about 4 years, until they take office again having laid the blame for their disasters on him.
And no, I don’t think having more Democrats in Congress will change much, since THEY will just cave in as well. No matter how objectively weak the Republicans are.
Y’know, I actually did tear up a little. It’s been a long fucking eight years.
Yes, I cried. Twice. Once when they called it and when President-Elect Obama first took the stage. Mostly because America took a pretty big step towards becoming who we say we are. Egalitarian yapping I’ve been hearing my whole life got voted into fact yesterday, and that still moves me. It also took the right candidate, the right person, to move the nation this way. God help him, I hope he means what he says. We certainly need the change, and not just from the past eight years, the sickness is much deeper than that.
There’s this, too. Well said. All we did yesterday was give Obama and ourselves a chance. He said as much in his speech. He’s going to have an uphill fight to keep the people and the politicains energized. Change is a lot of work and lazy is easy. I feel much better about our chances than I have in about 20 years, though.
Yup, me too! But here’s the weird thing: I’m not even American. Why the hell am I tearing up? I think my room was kinda dusty. Yeah, that’s it…it was all the dust that made my eyes water.
Yup.
Teared up a little bit during his speech. When I think about what means for my husband’s students to have a First Family that looks like them and what it means that it will be totally normal for my daughter to grow up thinking of a black man as President…well, it makes me a little choked up.
No. I was sleeping.
Stayed up to watch the whole thing. Cried when they announced it, cried harder when he accepted. Cried again this morning as I read it all online.
I am so proud of America right now. I never thought I’d live to see people put their superficial differences aside and elect a black man.
He has such a mess to clean up though and I wish him all the luck in the world. He can’t fix it all, and none of it overnight, but the difference between him and other politicians is I believe he actually wants to fix it for us. I truly believe that every promise he made was sincere.
And side note: Isn’t his family adorable?!
I cried during his speech. I put a lot of blood, sweat and tears into this one and damn if I didn’t deserve to be acknowledged. (I was with a Democratic Congressional campaign staff at the time, so the spirit of accomplishment was in the air.)
Oh, you guys may not have gotten the memo. When he said “you” in his acceptance speech, he was actually addressing me directly. He sends his apologies for any misunderstanding.
Me too. And although I can be pretty emotional, today I’m just feeling a calm, quiet satisfaction. I think it would help if I had someone to share with. No one I know IRL is happy about this.