Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity

At the heels of a resounding, resplendent Obama victory, we ask, as many others across the world ask: can we do it here, by ourselves, as well?  Can we summon the higher angels of our nature, the nobler instincts of politics, the greater ideals of a government of, by and for the people?  Can we harness youthful energy, bold idealism, a hunger for change and a spirit that refuses to settle for less – and transform the ways of politics and reshape our future?