Is it over? At long last, has this long cold nuclear-winter of a political season been finished? Are we through with the belly crawl over 47 miles of barbed wire? Can we stop the water torture?
Tonight, I poke my head out of my safe hole and see...
Hillary Clinton's shadow on a stage in New York. Refusing to concede.
Man, does that Punxsutawney Phil have a good life. All he has to do is watch out for his own shadow.
Let me know when the storm has passed completely, which will be the day she concedes.
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