It's as if all the endings of cheesy comedy movies, circa the 1980's, are coming true. You know, when everybody (young and old, black and white, rich and poor) rocks out to some song at the end of the movie after some conflict is resolved, usually involving a marginalized sub-group striking back against some entrenched power structure. Or something.
Seriously. I'm watching a blind black man rocking the not-so-White House, while being honored by its first black occupant. It's a bit surreal to see the standing room only: the young and multi-cultured rocking out with the old and white; the latter unbelievably rhythmically on-time, at that. Alright, well, there was this one egregiously out of time hand clap from some dude in the front row, but I think maybe he just wasn't paying attention at that particular moment.
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