It's official now, isn't it?
Joe Biden had just been sworn in as the 46th president of the United States; a new administration had begun. This inauguration day was crucial: the passing of power from one to another was an event that demanded attention, no matter where you lied on the political spectrum.
The previous president had already bid his farewell and left for Florida, turning down the invitation to attend the ceremony.
"What did you think?" Canada asked.
"What do you mean?"
"His speech."
Oh.
Biden's speech took a very hopeful approach, which seemed to be the right approach considering how optimism tended to earn the appeal of most Americans. Kamala Harris also made history as being the first female, Asian-American, and African-American vice president of the United States. People claimed that the 2021 Inauguration Ceremony marked a major changing point, and how the event was able to take place despite the protesting of certain far-right groups.
"I mean..." America stared down Pennsylvania avenue, the words not coming out of his mouth as smoothly as he would have hoped. "It was nice to hear. I really hope he's able to make things happen, you know?"
Canada nodded. "Yeah."
The 2021 Inauguration Parade was going to be a little different than those of the past. Due to health concerns, there would be no large crowds gathering in D.C. to watch the event in-person. In fact, after the chaos at Capitol Hill and threats of violence, traveling to the area was unadvised altogether.
But, of course, America was America. He needed to be there.
As for Canada, well...
Moral support was necessary, especially in such unpredictable times.
The theme for the inauguration was supposed to be "America United," a concept reflecting on the beginning of a new national journey to restore the soul of America, bring the country together, and create a path to a brighter future, according to the Presidential Inauguration Committee.
It was pleasing to think about. The idea that the United States of America could, in fact, actually be United. Like it was supposed to be.
There was a choice to make.
America made it.
There was a chance to take.
America took it.
And, now, it was time to look forward.
Maybe, we can start to rebuild, America thought.
Maybe, we can start to heal. It won't be easy, but...
With America United, I'm sure we can do it.
I'm sorry this was so short, the actual inauguration happened smack in the middle of the school day and I didn't have too much time to prepare.
I also apologize if I let the political neutrality slip just a little. I couldn't maintain a political stance, so I opted for the more "hopeful" sort of tone that you tend to see in a lot of these chapters.
Another thing: take note that even though this fic is marked as "complete," it is NOT. This story will continue as long as America continues to exist (because we all know there's A LOT happening in the U.S. these days.) Because the events in this story correlate to events in real life, if something of note happens in the American political sphere, you can bet that I'll write something about it. I cannot, however, determine when exactly these things happen. They kind of just... happen.
On a different note, I was debating on whether or not I should write about some European political affairs, as well. It might be different, considering that I live in the U.S., but I'd love to broaden my lens more.
Would stuff like the whole Brexit situation might be more engaging to read about through Britain's perspective? The only thing is, I don't know whether people would be interested lol.
If you have any opinions/ideas, feel free to leave a review or PM! I'd like to hear from you!
