I’m writing this a week before the election; anything can happen. But I’m assuming anything didn’t happen.
Shortly after this paper hits the stands you’ll know how close a call we had. Right now, I’m confident that Donald Trump will lose and Hillary Clinton will win. By how much? Usually that doesn’t matter.
It matters this time. The American people were asked to choose between a tired old liberal who has been around long enough to display the disfiguring scars of a lifetime in public service, or a visibly ugly, viscerally unpleasant, lowest-common-denominator demagogue who would be poison if he ever got into the oval office.