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The mood in America has always been poisoned. We didn’t let women vote until about a hundred years ago. We kept black people as slaves until we split into two separate nations and spent four years shooting each other over it. After that the losers of the civil war still did everything in their power to declare they had won and keep the former slaves from voting. The current mood doesn’t actually bother me. Subtext has become text. This is the last gasp of an electoral cadre that once thought it had enough strength to wrestle the country back to the “good old days,” whatever that means.

The last eight years haven’t been pleasant. The next 4–8 years under President Hillary Clinton probably won’t be pleasant, either. But I’ll take our generational struggle where progress makes vast strides over having to take up arms to fight against the Confederacy reborn. This is evolution. It takes a little longer than revolution.