Maureen Dowd...

for the Win.

Hillary should have spent less time collecting money on Wall Street and more time collecting votes in Wisconsin.

Dearly Beloved...

We are gathered here today
to get through this thing called Life.

Electric word life -- it means Forever
and that's a mighty long time.
But I'm here to tell you... there's something else:
The After-World.

A world of never-ending happiness
you can always see the sun... day, or night!
...
In this life, things are much harder than in
The After-World.

In this life: you're on your own.
And if the elevator tries to bring you down?*
Go crazy!  Punch a higher floor...

(Photo by Matt McClain/The Washington Post)

* How could you not like a woman who chooses a purple-Prince tribute for her concession or victory speech?  She'll not be my president, and for that I am glad -- we need change after 8 years of inequality and stagnation -- but she is a strong woman.**  She'll have an After-Life, and won't end up at the bottom of an elevator like Prince... of that, I am certain.  Good luck, and Godspeed, Mrs. Clinton.

** It is better for a woman to have worked hard, competed on her own merits, and lost, than to have put on a pretty face and worked at being a people pleaser...

When I Think Back on All Those Disappointments...

I Just Laugh.
(I know you do...)
I Just Laugh!

When the River Was Deep, I Didn't Falter.
When the Mountain was High, I Still Believed!
When the valley was low, it didn't stop me...
I knew you were waiting, knew you were waiting for me.

Like a warrior that fights, and wins the battle:
I know the taste of victory.
Though I went through some nights consumed by the shadows
and was crippled emotionally...

Somehow I made it through the heartache.
(Yes I did.) I escaped!
I found my way out of the darkness, kept my faith...
Kept my faith!

When the River Was Deep, I Didn't Falter.
When the Mountain was High, I Still Believed!
When the valley was low, it didn't stop me...
I knew you were waiting, knew you were waiting for me

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Congratulations to all the voters who got out there this year and said their piece: It was like a Hands-Across-America moment, but not media-orchestrated and involving something that really mattered, although this is the most issue-less discussed campaign I have ever seen, with so little of the contentious discussion actually discussing the issues that concern the majority of American men and women.

(Sexual harassment in the workplace is a verry bad thing, and we obviously need to do a better job of training our professional class of women about how to object when boundaries are overstepped and unwelcome advances made. This, however, is not a major issue facing the majority of the working women and men in this country, and ought not have been cynically placed as a national security issue. Emails on private computers where at least one party did not know who exactly he was corresponding with... that's another issue. Did the official FBI investigation ever get to the bottom of how the duplicate emails got on the Weiner's personal email? You'd think there would be more transparency to the American people about the basic results of the taxpayer-financed investigation, but that was old Washington at work...)

It's McDaniels, not McDonalds...

The rhymes are Darryl's and the Burgers are Ronald's...

Donald, Ronald...
It truly feels like a New Morning in America these past days, and I am certain the children acting out in the streets will settle down soon and accept the fair results of their countrymen and women. The media made a big deal out on the Stones song, "You Can't Always Get What You Want..." as President-elect Trump closed his acceptance speech early Wednesday morning.

They forget the rest of the song lyrics at play, the good stuff:

You Can't Always Get What You Want...

You Can't Always Get What You Want...

But If You'd TRY SOMETIME, well you just might find...

You Get What You Need.

(oh yeah...)

God Bless All those in coming days, who comprehend the full chorus...