By Rebecca DiFede
It’s no secret that a large basis of Obama’s election was his
widespread approval rating among young people. Colleges all across the
country sprung to life in an effort to support his campaign, and soon
his likeness was as ubiquitous on campus as the red Solo cup.
Being in college during Obama’s campaign was like living in a product
placement ad. Everywhere I looked, there was a person, place or thing
sporting some form of Obama swag.
From students with sweatshirts and buttons, to buildings with banners
and posters, and even the monitors in the student union were updated
with news of his climbing in the polls. All of his speeches were shown
on the big screen in one of the dining rooms, and people crammed in like
sardines to catch the cleverly rehearsed snippets of his Harvard
When he finally arrived at my alma mater, American University, to
give a speech, it was as if Jesus Himself had agreed to appear and
perform miracles for anyone who could get in. Although the speech was
not due to start until noon, a line began to form outside the arena
around 7 AM, and stretched all the way across campus, and halfway down
I, for one, was appalled. I couldn’t understand how students who
could barely get it together to roll out of bed for their 2 pm classes
could start standing in line at 7 AM complete with tents, blankets and
board games. Especially to listen to what amounted to the musings of a
political sock puppet. Did they know something I didn’t?
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