It’s a wonderful piece. It really reveals the Gore some of us always saw underneath anyway, but so many others didn’t—at ease, funny, earnest, passionate.
As I watched it, I thought about 2000, and I thought about how I was torn to pieces when Bush was announced as our new president, because I feared so thoroughly the damage he’d do to the country. I thought about everything that has happened in the intervening five years—images of 9/11, the ignored Aug. 6 PDB, pictures I have seen of injured soldiers, of bloody Iraqi babies, the lost and displaced lives of the Gulf Coast, the endemic poverty within our borders that has only worsened. I thought about everything that has gone so very wrong as I watched Al Gore talk about becoming a man who found his place in the imperfect world of politics, who wanted to lead us, and I began to cry. And for a few moments, I let myself mourn the history we could have, should have, had.


