November 9, 2016 5 Comments
I’m sorry I don’t have more cogent and interesting things to share with you tonight. I’m finding a detached numbness best serving my mental health.
I’m sorry that my country sucks. I’m sorry that my state sucks. I’m sorry that a plurality of Americans thinks the most obviously unfit man, perhaps ever, to run for president somehow deserves the office (if nothing else, recall the absolutely unprecedented number of Republican newspapers and conservative thinkers that endorsed Clinton).
I’m sorry that racists, xenophobes, anti-semites, and misogynists will now obviously feel empowered.
I’m sorry that our media treated Trump like he was never going to win, so, “locker room talk” aside, they never had to seriously question his breathtaking unfitness for office.
I’m sorry that polling is clearly in crisis. I study public opinion for a living. This stuff matters to me. I believe in what we do as social scientists. And I still do. But when it comes to predicting elections? Well, damn.
And some point I’m sure I’ll want to write a lot. That point is not tonight.