Welcome, President-Elect Joe Biden

Today’s mood.

The day after I posted the previous entry, the networks finally grew some ovaries and called the election. Joe Biden is our President-Elect. Kamala Harris is Vice President-Elect. 

I feel about like I did in 2008 when Barack Obama won, like I was in the end of “Return of the Jedi” with celebrations breaking out all over the country. (And the world.) 

I think I said just about everything that needed to be said in the last entry, but I watched Biden and Harris’s acceptance speeches tonight and felt like I was taking a warm bath after a long, cold, hard exile. These last four years have felt like four decades. 

Don’t get me wrong; I’m still upset that the election was this close. I know Biden can’t wave a magic wand in January and fix everything Trump fucked up. I know it’s vanishingly unlikely that the Republicans in Congress will work with him; they’d rather let the country burn to the ground than allow a Democratic president to get any credit for putting the fire out, as we saw with Obama. And the dark, ugly, racist and bigoted energies Donald Trump unleashed in this country aren’t going away. They’re probably going to get worse now that Trump’s supporters have decided that the election was only fair if Trump won. 

But just for now, I’m going to be optimistic. Whatever else happens, in just a couple of months I will never, ever have to see Donald Trump, his demonic plastic-faced family, or his pathetic hangers-on ever again. And that is worth a damn celebration.

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