On the morning of November 7th 2016 I received a three word text from my daughter: “You were right.” In the weeks leading up to the election I refused to believe it because I just couldn’t stand it, but on Nov. 6th I was walking around saying to myself, under my breath, “You can’t. You just can’t.” We* did.

*Although I did not vote for him I am part of his strongest demographic — old white farts — so I can’t help feeling oddly responsible.