The stench of star-spangled vomit lingers while the national hangover only now settles in.

Whatever the hell it was that happened November 8 — liberal 9/11, Republican VE Day, whitelash, demagoguery — we’ll be living with the consequences for a long time. No amount of painkillers and greasy food will quell it. The most cynical of impulses and ideas may be most directly implicated in what happened, but we all did this to the American body politic. Shamed, thrilled, and indifferent alike, we are all culpable.

You knowing readers are on the other side of 2017, and Trumpian America has begun in earnest. I’m writing this in late 2016 (production turnover time, you dig) and the country’s still coming to terms with the change.

I did not vote for Trump. My candidate lost when... Leer Más