I am sitting in Terminal E at Logan Airport waiting for my flight to Toronto, trying to think about how to explain or describe or understand.
The election has knocked me down and broken my heart.
I will survive this. America will survive and someday, make amends. I know this is a historic swing. Nativism to progressivism and back again.
Eight years of Obama in the White House was the far edge of progressive politics for the moment.
I lived through Reagan’s election (twice) and was consumed by disbelief and dread. I’m older now. I’ve watched the cycle.