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Snuggling on the sofa with my eight-year daughter one evening, a commercial for the nightly news hinted of a sensational story about the 2016 political candidates. My daughter looked at me, with sadness in her eyes, "Mommy, I don't want Trump to be president." "Why is that, baby?" I ask. "Because half of my friends would disappear from school!"
I've deluded myself that there was a line that couldn't be crossed, and that Donald Trump, the most odious specimen of humanity I have ever experienced in American public life -- not that he hasn't had plenty of competition -- was on the other side of that line. As the results from New Hampshire clearly prove, I've been an idiot.
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