Yup, its Confirmed

we are in for a dark ride....

Not that there was much doubt to begin with, but maybe—just maybe—I held on to a fragile hope that I was wrong. Hope, after all, is a stubborn thing, even in the face of cynicism. For the past couple of months, I’ve been in a kind of self-imposed exile. Since the chaos of November’s elections, I decided to unplug for my own mental health. I showed up t…