The Morning After.

Elect him once: Shame on you. Elect him Twice: Shame ...on you, again?

I awoke at 6am, blearily checked my phone, and found that the worst fears my gut had been warning me about had been realized. The man who blocked me on Twitter is going to be President. Again.

I’m walking around Central Park this morning with Morris amid the dazed faces of sullen New Yorkers slumped over their phones. I had anticipated this day, but hope…