Ever been extremely happy from beyond the fug of bugger all sleep and slight rattiness? I got to sleep around 2am having forced myself from the addictive BBC election coverage with Christopher Hitchens among others, certain that I should probably go to bed.
The Fox News website, I noted before crashing for the night, was being vague and seemed rather reluctant to paint a true picture of the results coming in, and I've just checked to read their slightly muted headline AMERICAN HISTORY, which made me think of the race related film, American History X.
I can't think of a better tonic to eight years of ineptitude, war, debt, election theft and outrageous nepotism, where any American can become president as long as they're the fucknut son of an ex-president oil billionaire. And I can't think of a more astonishing way of making amends for America's dodgy past of slavery and segregation than voting in a black guy with the middle name Hussein. It is remarkable on every level, and just goes to prove what a total moron the current incumbent is.
Thankfully, American voters saw through the cynicism of nominating a female running mate to snatch the reins of history from a more worthy and statesmanlike candidate; an unqualified MILF who has the worldview and political nous of a small-minded moose-murdering salad.
I could go on. I want to go on. But I am completely dazed and have to cycle through rush-hour traffic in the cold.
Thank god for Barry.