SHOW ME

It’s not often that in political commentary one gets to invoke a show tune, but after listening to the endless yammering about the historical importance of the coming administration of President Elect Obama and all we can look forward to, we find ourselves wandering about the house humming a tune from My Fair Lady. No it isn’t “I Could Have Danced All Night”. It is “Show Me” For you kiddies that don’t remember the ethereal Audrey Hepburn or don't know Lerner and Lowe's musical legacy, at the end of the movie, the character Eliza Doolittle chastises her too verbose suitor for promising and never delivering.

Words, words, words, I’m so sick of words. Never do I want to hear another word. There isn’t one I haven’t heard. Here we are together in what ought to be a dream. Say one more word and I’ll scream.

Yes, Obama’s election is historic. Yes, the world he promises is utopian. Yes, even we want much of what he promises to deliver. But we are past the dreaminess of our youth. We have spent a lifetime of working hard, hoping to provide a secure future for our children and a worry free retirement for ourselves. We have listened to our own parents and studied hard and secured our academic credentials. We followed the advice of our mentors and worked diligently to have a successful career. We have listened to our political leaders and fulfilled our role as responsible citizens, supporting our government and serving our community. Now we want the life we were promised. So, President Obama, show me. Show me now .