In honor of Barack Obama's victory in Iowa, a photo from my last trip to Japan. Did you know that "Obama (小浜市, Obama-shi) is a city located in Wakasa Area of Fukui Prefecture," on the main island of Honshu, Japan?
I was going to make a joke about "O'bama" being a good Irish name - well, the Universe beat me to it. Seems his great-great-great-great grandfather was "Joseph Kearney, a well-to-do shoemaker from Moneygall, County Offaly, Ireland".
I am reminded of Bill Murry's speach from Stripes:
We're Americans, with a capital A, huh? You know what that means? Do ya? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every out every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're underdogs, we're mutts! Here's proof: his nose is cold. But there's no animal that's more faithful, that's more loyal, more loveable than the mutt.
Meanwhile, the tone of today's coverage of Hillary Clinton's "emotional" speech, coverage like this from Reuter's Ellen Wulfhorst:
A teary-eyed Hillary Clinton pushed for support on Monday...
At a campaign event in Portsmouth, Clinton choked up and grew uncharacteristically emotional when she talked about her reasons for seeking the presidency.
"Some of us put ourselves out there and do this," she said, her voice breaking and her eyes glistening with tears, "against some pretty difficult odds and we do it, each one of us, because we care about our country."
"But some of us are right and some of us are wrong," she said in a quaking voice. "Some of us are ready and some of us are not."
shows that the press has decided that Hillary is done, just like they decided that Dean was done after the famous "scream". Not that I'm any fan of Hillary, but it's a hell of a process, ain't it?