For some, at worst it was an inconvenience. For me, if I hadn't watched or listened to news, I probably wouldn't have even known it happened. For many, it was scary even frightful. America lost 24 billion, according to Standard and Poor's.
For some, for true believers, it was an achievement. Others felt as if the whole nation was descending into chaos. For many, it seemed for a time as if American exclusivity was, at best, a lie, democracy itself falling apart before our eyes, America a fairyland of hypocrisy, a culture dedicated to export its own version of liberty and justice for all yet clearly dysfunctional itself.
For many around the world, it seemed insane. For sometime-enemies, it was a delight to witness what most around the world saw as madness.
For some, the resolution means finally going back to work. Rushmore opens. Campgrounds unlock their gates. Meat inspectors hit the road. Panda cams start up once again. For government workers, the resolution means getting salaries for two weeks of vacation, courtesy, ironically, of those who despise government waste.
For a stenographer present in the Senate chamber last night, the resolution prompted a loony tirade about God, about not serving two masters, a fit of madness that had her escorted from the chamber. For Mitch McConnell, the resolution created praise from Harry Reid, his arch rival.
But the madness is over.
John McCain called the whole thing "shameful," an "agonizing odyssey."
President Obama, who wouldn't give in to what he called "extortion," lauded the efforts of Senate leaders to forge a compromise that would end the shut down.
Ted Cruz, who started it, claimed that what was accomplished during the shutdown proved to the American people that their utter distaste, their anger, their hate for Obama and Obamacare, had real, positive traction. The House bill to end the shutdown, the resolution, he called "a terrible deal."
He is, to some of the American public, a messiah--to most, he's a madman.
This morning, I'm just thankful that it's over.