This day after a segment of the nation decides the fate of the presidency will no doubt be ignominious but also glorious.

The Day After

The obnoxious yard signs will come down slowly but surely. The barrage of online and TV campaign ads will end full stop. Bumper stickers will remain but begin to fade in the sun and collect debris from gutters and tailpipes. The daily harangues between partisans will be less frequent and less bitter, or, at least, more confined to their usual pig pens on cable news, talk radio, and certain corners of the Internet. Enemies will once again be friends, and for every person who consciously chose not to vote, an angel will get its wings (not that I'm biased).