下手の横好き世界5 by William Van Hecke

July 23, 2006

On the way to see Pearl Jam, the first time we really ever hung out, my friend Jon B told me about this up-and-coming guy named Barack Obama. A black guy, born in Hawaii, moved around different countries as a kid, then came to Chicago, practiced and taught law, did some community stuff, and then won a Senate seat in a landslide. People really seemed to like him, he was eloquent, thoughtful, inspiring. Some people were even saying he could run for president some day. Maybe even against that guy John McCain, who was a refreshingly sensible voice in the Republican party.

One day in 2000 my college roommate asked me, “do you know this Hiroko person who’s going to be at mah-jongg tonight?”, and I immediately prehunchified “No, but I bet she’ll be a cute, shy, creative girl that I can win over, and we’ll end up together!” She was, and we eventually did.

In the same way, at that moment in the back seat of Jon’s car, I decided, “Yeah, this Obama guy will run against John McCain, and it’ll be really dramatic, but he’ll win, and won’t that be nice.” I’ve just been waiting for it to happen ever since.