A decent view…



I’ll be telling my grandkids about this.

I watched Bruce Springsteen sing, the vice president-elect speak and much of a gigantic musical performance for Barack Obama from the top of a porta-potty.

Yep. You got it — that was an increasingly viable option Sunday as I weaved through the estimated 300,000 people who gathered on the National Mall to see the Boss, Bono, Beyonce, Garth Brooks and many other A-Listers perform from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.

You wouldn’t think watching such a thing live would be so good from a toilet.

But I’m here to tell you, it worked.

With nowhere to go and nothing to see (except for the potties) as I hit a wall of people, about 300 yards from the memorial’s steps I decided to climb atop one of the thousands of portable potties around that have been set up around the capital in preparation for the inauguration.

I was nervous at first. But with the help of a couple of guys, who pushed me up, I ended up with a perch above everyone, with an adequate view.

It was a great place to start watching this event.

And for a while it worked.

But pretty soon, I kind of started feeling like me and the other folks who’d decided to watch from the top of the potties were becoming a story ourselves.

It was an increasing point of interest among the thousands who were walking by.

“Is there any more room up there?” I kept getting asked.

And then came the National Anthem. An announcement went out over the loudspeaker: “Please remain standing….” for the National Anthem.

That had many in the crown looking our way with smiles. That’s right, please stand, the man said…

My absolute apologies for failing to stand — because of fear of falling right through the roof of the potty — during the anthem. I’m not proud of that.

But I assure you, the reverence was in the moment.

And for what it’s worth, others were too. In fact, for about an hour on Sunday, being perched atop those potties enhance the experienced.

The young woman who was sitting on the potty next to me was as proud as ever, as the events unfolded.

“I just know I’m excited to be sitting on this particular potty right now,” she said.

Finally, the mounted police patrols came around and ordered everybody off.

We all complied.

It was, after all the theme, of the show: “We are one.”

By the way, the show was incredible. Springsteen rocked. So did Garth Brooks and Beyonce. They all did.

The view in the picture is looking back from the Lincoln Memorial.

I’m atop the porta-potty focusing away from the stage.

Bono never fails to rouse a crowd. It was sincere, with energy I won’t soon forget it — and from where I saw a lot of it.