gentlemen of England now abed

Like Polly, I too will remember always where I was when Superjesus Black Reagan accepted the mandate of heaven.

I was in the new Tesco in Cheetham Hill. One moment I was in the pet food aisle enduring the endless night of Bushismo, then I turned into tea and coffee and found that everything had changed.

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[ejh]

We could, I think, have done without the dancing.

[Chris Williams]

I've limited myself to watching the youtube of Pete Seager (fair brought tears to my eyes, it did) and studying the text of BHO's address for clues. I can whole-heartedly recommend this course of action for next time this sort of thing happens - forex when the nonagenerian Boss sings hail to the first black woman POTUS.

[redpesto]

Re. Toynbee - there's a nasty-minded part of me imagining her deliberately finding some black friends to hang out with just for this moment, rather than sitting in the Guardian canteen with her colleagues and punching the air when the son of Jor-El was sworn in. That said, Toynbee's fangasm routine's got pretty thin after Blair, Brown, Miliband, Brown (again), and now Obama).