The morning after the election, I woke up to Trump's America.
I'd had a fitful sleep the night before. I'd watched the results from Hawaii, one of America's bluest states, where our friend had organized a house party to ring in the predicted victory of Hillary Clinton and the continuation of local hero Barack Obama's legacy. The first polls on America's East Coast would be closing in our early afternoon. We'd see a clear outcome by dusk and go home happy.
But we lost our swing as the sun went down. Donald Trump started with an early lead thanks to some victories in the Bible Belt and Great Plains. But OK — they almost always go Republican. And, not to worry, the Northeast states mostly went blue. As soon as a few of the "battleground" states turned our color, as polls predicted they would, Clinton would leapfrog to victory.