The inauguration was full of exquisite moments: but what was the best bit?
Apart from Joe Biden we had Kamala, Lady Gaga, Bernie’s mittens – and Trump suddenly seeming an irrelevance
You mean the Vice President was actually at the inauguration? How exquisite!
And just look at this litany of inanities that somehow made this event noteworthy:
In my neighbourhood there was no synchronised cheering, not least because most of the inauguration streaming services were operating with different time lags, CBS fully 10 seconds behind the New York Times. And there were so many highs, who knew when to cheer first. Which, in a crowded field, was the most exquisite moment? Was it Mike Pence, standing there like Scarlett O’Hara forced to attend the Wilkes’s party, snubbed by all but the host? Was it Michelle Obama’s entrance, her belt like a bat signal telegraphing the triumph of good over evil? Was it Bernie’s mittens? Suddenly things were funny again, and not in an oh-God-we’re-all-going-to-die last gasp of hysteria.
For me, it was the signing in of Kamala Harris. Joe Biden’s speech, when it came, was measured and pitch-perfect – Bill Pullman at the end of Independence Day, standing in the rubble while movingly misquoting Dylan Thomas. The greater moment was Harris’s, however – the passing of political power from an administration headed by a racist, misogynist, alleged sex offender, to the first woman, and woman of colour, to hold such senior office. By the time Lady Gaga and Jennifer Lopez came out I was ready to stand up and weird-salute all over again.
So, the fact that the VP was there, the wife of a war criminal had a belt on, Bernie was wearing mittens, Kamala Harris is a black woman and Lady Gaga and J Lo sang. Wow. They'll be writing about this for centuries.