Sit, walk, run, fly
This morning, a co-worker said she'd gone to vote before work and went to Starbucks afterward, before coming in to the office. Standing next to her at the counter was a young African-American man, and they struck up a conversation about the election. She said, "Have you voted?" He said, "Yes. Have you?" She showed him the newspaper she was holding (I think it was the NYT), pointed to Obama's picture, and said, "Yes. I voted for him."
He smiled at her and said, "There's a text message floating around that I have to forward to you." She gave him her mobile number, and moments later, she received this:
Rosa sat so Martin could walk.
Martin walked so Obama could run.
Obama is running so our children can fly.
A more poignant summary of the zeitgeist of this moment in our nation's history is hard to imagine.