Amidst the throngs of screaming Obama fans at the inauguration this past Tuesday, I freely admit to taking part in the collective " booing" that the crowd screamed at the sight, and mention, of George W. Bush.

I did receive a death stare from an onlooker, but that didn't stop me from also encouraging those who were singing " Nah nah nah, nah, nah nah nah, nah, hey hey hey, goodbye!"

A friend who was also attending the inauguration, told me afterwards, that a woman turned to the crowd and said, " Have some respect!"

Respect huh? I could ask Ole' Georgey Boy the same question.

My mother chided myself, and the crowd,for employing bad manners. " It looks bad on the country," she said. You know what else looks bad for the country? The village idiot who could have cared less about his constituents or his fellow men worldwide. " His family was with him," she said. Well, he didn't care about being a moral role model for his family over the past eight years, therefore I could care less.

Respect is a two-way street. I could say that he lost mine over these eight years, however, as someone who as been well aware of his antics when he was governor of Texas, he never had it to begin with.

Refraining from booing that man in the name of good manners is merely passive aggression, not politeness.

Luckily, my rage towards George was merely an afterthough as soon as the man stepped on stage! " Boos" quickly fell into cheers, tears, pride and joy!

I heart Obama. And, he could not have stepped in a moment too soon!

Change has come to America... ( insert the collective, proverbial sigh of relief here)