Dance for life

[dolorosa_12]

This morning's mood is very much repeatedly watching a video of my friend BrittanySchorn's little two-year-old daughter on Facebook:

BrittanySchorn: Who's the Vice-President?
Daughter: Kam-ee-a! Kam-ee-a!

Meanwhile, another friend, based in Ohio but originally from Pittsburgh, said he had to pull over while driving and just cry with sheer relief at the thought that his pregnant wife's as-yet-unborn baby wasn't going to come into the world in Trump presidency.

My mother texted me to say that she and my sister were going out for celebratory drinks (in Australia it's Sunday night right now).

I just can't stop retweeting videos of Americans in big cities singing and dancing. I feel like we've stepped back from the edge of a cliff.

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[lokifan]

Meanwhile, another friend, based in Ohio but originally from Pittsburgh, said he had to pull over while driving and just cry with sheer relief at the thought that his pregnant wife's as-yet-unborn baby wasn't going to come into the world in Trump presidency.

Oh god. Thank god for them, but eeesh.

We drank my birthday champagne then got a bunch of much cheaper bubbly and pizza.

[dolorosa_12]

I think there was a lot of celebrating that evening. (That being said, the battle doesn't seem to be over yet — the situation with various states refusing to certify the result is really, really scary. From the perspective of someone who comes from a country where elections at both state and national level are administered by an independent public service department, rather than by partisan elected officials, the US system looks profoundly antidemocratic, and so vulnerable to manipulation.)