My president is black but his house is all white

Unfortunately, my live blogging experience at the inauguration of inaugurations was unexpectedly cut short when all cell phone data service was shut down. According to an anonymous friend with connections to the Secret Service--let's call her Deeper Throat--a unique EMP ray was activated on the mall to disconnect wireless service in the fear that someone might set off a cell phone bomb, or worse, send their closest friends picture texts of the event and fire off a crass display of e-bragging. Then again, it's possible that the reason for the disruption was that all 1.8 million people there were live blogging too and as we all know here at The Get Down, too much blogging can really shut down anything: office productivity, a work day, social life, a wireless network, etc.

All in all, it was a grand, historic day. Not just because we inaugurated the nation's first black and multiracial president, but more so because it's the first I've been able to endure below freezing temperatures for over 8 hours without pissing out ice chips all over my pant leg. If I can do that, then anything is possible these days.

I have three favorite moments from the inauguration. First is the benediction from Rev. Cat in the Hat who intoned the following piece of poetic justice:

"we ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get in back, when brown can stick around ... when yellow will be mellow ... when the red man can get ahead, man; and when white will embrace what is right"

That's genius,
I mean this.
How profound
to rhyme in bound
during the inauguration
of the first black president of our nation.

Second was when the million or so people left on the mall waved "good bye" and "peace out muthafucka" to The Idiot George W. as he flew over our heads in a helicopter on his way to a place called Oblivion.

Watch at 5:05

And last but certainly not least was when the man himself looked up after the inaugural address and gave me a wink and the index finger pistol point as if to say "you know what i mean, pahhhtner." No, I don't mean Barack. I'm talking about Jay-Z. After which point his hat turned into a giant bear and mauled Dick Cheney's face off.


It's a new day for America.