Many of us hanging out at the Convention tonight thought that the highlights were going to be: The delegate vote and the official delegate nominations; Bill Clinton and Biden's speeches. Well, when Obama came out at the end of the evening, I can't begin to relate the energy, the surprise, the utter astonishment the crowd expressed when he walked onto the staged. It was electric. People were cheering, stamping their feet, jumping up and down and crying - grown men! I was near many celebrities, and they too lost all composure. It was beyond incredible.
Tomorrow is the big speech at the stadium. We were all instructed to arrive shortly after 1pm for an 8pm acceptance speech by Sen. Obama. I have my knitting true, but, I haven't been able to fully focus on it. This entire experience of being at such an historic event has caught my imagination and turned it toward hope. I find myself transfixed.
Regardless of what the media people have said on the air (except for Faux News, of course); you should see the faces of the various reporters. They are overcome too. I see it in their haste to get to work each morning rushing to arrive at the Pepsi Center. I see it when they take their breaks and I see it when they pack it in at night. They don't quite grasp what the feeling is either. They know something is shifting and they too seem hopeful.