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After debating the pros and cons of hitting D.C. for the inauguration, I finally got inspired, copped some purple and headed to the nation's capitol to witness history up close. I'm glad I went. The crowds were of such titanic proportions that I stayed on stampede-alert for the trip's duration. But there was a collective excitement of ushering in a new era of modern America that had me drinking like a young Bush.
On the day of the inauguration, I woke-up at an ungodly hour to join the throngs of Obama supporters on the National Mall. There were more law enforcement agents in the area than police in Manhattan, all of whom had their own renegade plans for crowd control. Although there was genuine excitement for the impending ceremony, I can't lie'the cold had me briefly questioning my level of sanity for standing on concrete ice for two hours. But after Obama recited the suspiciously inaccurate oath, the crowd erupted into a howling frenzy traditionally reserved for game-winning goals at the World Cup. Chills went down my spine, arms went up in the air, and a new era had officially begun. Watch a video from the trip below, including grizzy footage of Common's performance from club Love...
