Weekend in Obama Country
“Obama better get his ass into the White House. Not just his ass—his whole being.” Such was the comment I overheard this weekend from an Obama volunteer shortly before leaving Chicago, where I had spent three days with Rachael, Barbra, and Michelle for an all-too-rare get-together. We’d chosen Chicago since it’s the most central location we’d actually want to go to (Nebraska would be more central, but…). Subconsciously, however, I’d argue that we chose it because it is Obama-land. And though going away for the weekend meant prying myself away from CNN and political news for a couple of days, my addiction was at least somewhat fed simply by knowing we were among like-minded company. There was one lone McCain supporter trying in vain to pass out leaflets along Michigan Avenue; but everyone passed him by without even a glance. Andrew has said that one of the best parts of living in Sacramento is that it has made me more open-minded about other places we might one day live—a change, appa...