My friend M. just sent me this quote to sum up his sentiments about this morning's election news:

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk.

--Keats, "Ode to a Nightingale"

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