I began watching the inauguration rather late the ceremony, tuning in at the tail end of Warren's purpose-driven invocation. Soon I was ruing my lack of foresight as entries for a liveblog popped into my mind. To wit:
- The relief on Biden's face when he got out the more complicated lines of his oath.
- Chief Justice Robert's subtle sabotage.
- The odd American practice of simultaneously noting our wonderful peaceful transition of power and marking the occasion with cannon fire.
- Obama's generous use of metaphor (e.g. the still waters of peace, the bitter swill of segregation, the specter of a warming planet), some of which he mixed well before cooking.
- And much much more!
In all seriousness, however, what I saw of the inauguration deserved no better than a middling grade in terms of performance and production. Indeed, some of it, namely the poem and benediction, were embarrassingly bad. On the other hand, John Williams' arrangement of Aaron Copland titled "Air & Simple Gifts" was quite good, but then again I'm a sucker for melody and the cello.