At 12:06 a.m., he took Iowa, and then at 1:35 a.m. he clinched the election and took Pennsylvania.
I confess that I felt an involuntary surge of something approaching glee. I was surprised at how happy I was that Trump beat Hillary and ended (for now, at least) the Clinton political dynasty. I’d been a Republican my entire adult life, and I’d fought against the Clintons since my second year of law school. For a brief, shining moment, the Republican in me exulted in the outcome.
Then I woke up the next morning, remembered Donald Trump was about to be president of the United States, and my joy faded ….
I’m probably going to stay up long enough to get confirmation of a Trump defeat, whereupon I too will briefly exult, go to sleep, and awaken with dread off a Biden win.