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Election Night 2008: In the Wee Small Hours…
Nobody seemed to know whose pickup truck it was—certainly the police didn’t, but they weren’t about to arrest the twenty or so people jammed onto the cargo area. Slowly, imperceptibly, it rolled us down 16th Street as we chanted “Sí se puede!” and “O-BAM-A” and—yes—”U.S.A.!” to the approval of crowds on either side of the road. Flag-waving pedestrians constituted a peaceable but overwhelming force amid the standstill traffic, hollering genially at the gridlocked cars and asking those of us on the pickup if they could jump on. They could. Horns blared euphorically and strangers hugged or high-fived or fist-bumped or made out, and the truck continued its snail’s march toward the White House.






