As I type this, I am enjoying an actually reasonable Mickey D's meal (Quarter Pounder combo) in celebration of Trump's well-earned victory. The only thing that makes it better is the knowledge that all the worst people I know are coping and seething hard tonight, and Bob is no exception. Even if he's pussied out and gone protected for now, we all know he'll be back soon, bitching about the Mayo Ghouls stealing his Superior Future he earned, dividing the world into Thinkers and Believers with zero nuance, and spouting every leftist thought-terminating cliche in the book like he always does.
Truly, it is a good night, with much more to look forward to in the days to come.