A nation turns its lonely eyes to you...

After watching hours and hours of Inauguration coverage today I'm trying to be optimistic. I like Barack Obama. I think he's a good man, a good father and a good person. He and Michelle would be great neighbors. I'd love to play Trivial Pursuit with them, although I am sure I'd lose. He's a charismatic speaker with a passionate voice and he moves people which is good.

But what about running the country? Can he find sense in the mess that we've created for ourselves. The poor economy, the war in Iraq, the environment, health care, the list goes on. Although I was never a big fan of George dubya, I'm smart enough to realize that the President is not responsible for all our failures. The President's job is to lead and inspire and to keep the country in one piece. But we also play a big role. We can't just allow our leaders decide our fate. We need to stand up for what we believe in and change the world for the better instead of burying our heads in the sand and hoping for the best.

So I end today with cautious optimism and the hope that President Obama can lead us toward a better world. But I also have that little nagging in the back of my head...that small bit of negativity, that not even a good man can bring us back from the mess that we're in...that ultimately it's up to us to change the world. Then again...maybe that's exactly what Barack Obama wants us to do.

And I can't get this song out of my head...

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Simon And Garfunkel Mrs Robinson Lyrics