The sun finally sets on this quake year
Disruptions left fissures as yet unclear
Nation shaken by Heartland’s frustration
Rally-rocked stadiums in rural towns
While shuttered Main Streets heaved up in despair
As tone deaf hunkered under safe bunkers
Beneath cloistered thought-gated college lawns
In cocktail cult kissass-disguised newsrooms
Consulting class glass shattered on both coasts
Hit by a political tsunami
From Brexit to Nexit the EU cracked
Populists tilted globalist axis
Expect tectonic economic shifts
And frequent volcanic Trump eruptions
2016
GOOD
Sold 20-year Western Massachusetts home
New apartment in The City
Side Trek . NYC
BAD
Petulant Adolescent President- elect
Lumping people into monolithic groups
Elite media bubble & bias
Election’s coarse discourse
TTSD – Traumatic Trump Stress Disorder
Worldwide JAM
No. Not Trump Tower & Times Square traffic at Christmastime. Nor gridlock in government. It’s the new global economic reality. Coined in the U.K. JAM = Just About Managing. Families who are living paycheck to paycheck. Just getting by. At best. Brexit voters and Theresa May. France’s LePen backers. Italian anti-Renzi renegades. Trumpsters in the U.S.A.
It’s the economy all the way. Class stratification across ethnic, political and ideological labels. There were lots of non-white faces at that Carrier plant in Indiana. Get it elite donor class? Leave your safe spaces. Understand the working-class voters. It’s a new day.
Parade Views
Perched over the crowd. View from our apartment. Away from the fray. Sweet.
6:00 A.M. not so much. 7:00 gathering steam. 9:00 crazy. 
Balloons and Santa! Look big out our window.
Garbage truck as terrorist barrier. Modern times.
Table Talk Pie
Dreading Stuffington Post Drudge. Politics topic. Skip it. Typically topples Thanksgiving tables. How to avoid faces full of pie?
Never speak of the one who must not be named. Talk about cute Kimmie Schmidt. Or being up Schitt’s Creek. Discuss West World theories. Stranger Things. Who is creepier couple. Eleven and Dustin. Or. Maeve and Man in Black. Contemplate Trace Decay. Time travel. Parallel story lines. Divergent pasts. Artificial intelligence. I told you not to mention … that turkey.
Where’s the Parade?!
I’m ready for the Macy’s Parade. Where is everybody? Bleachers are empty and waiting for the Balloons on Central Park West. According to the Economist, this could be retail’s last Yuletide stand. Online shopping taking over the UK. Gifts delivered within a day. Soon in the USA.
Local Reflections
A glimpse of Election Day on the Upper West Side, a hyper-liberal urban enclave. I overhead the Hispanic doormen and porters in our building say they voted for Trump. Most of these guys have 2 jobs to take care of their families and send their kids to college. Later in the day, as a movie was being filmed on our street, I was surprised to see many of the grips and other crew members wearing red hats that said “Make America Great Again”.
Then after the election, a 10-year old boy who lives on our floor said to Dr. Husband, “I hit myself on the head with my lunch box because Donald Trump is President”.
Election Day Movie Set
Outside our window no parked cars on the street. Block closed off. Quite an accomplishment. Booms. Cameras. Lights. Action! Yay. Blessed distractions on Election Day. 
The Only Living Boy in New York, Callum Turner & Cynthia Nixon.
Celebrity President
Predictions are in. mAdBen 294 for HRC. Dr. Husband 319. Joey3Sticks 301. Nobody thinks Trump will win. Why the TTSD then? Hmmm. Bottom line. Donald Trump. Hillary Clinton. Epitome of fame and fortune. Milking name recognition for personal gain. Each would bring their own rarefied air to the Oval Office. Traveling in exclusive bubbles. Private jets. Security. Scrutinized for decades in the public eye. Reputations shaky. Dealings shady. Yup. Either way. That’s what we’ll get. A Celebrity President. Whadda country!
In order to thwart the last weekend of TTSD. And hunker down away from throngs of Marathon runners. Make City Scampi. Fresh shrimp from Citarella. Farm picked Fall produce from the Street Market at the Natural History Museum. Sancerre from Corks on Columbus.
Soul Cycle
Definitely not doing a spinning class. All Soul’s Day. Dr. Husband’s Happy Birthday! So. Maybe a long walk around “Our Lake” in Central Park. To shed Gramercy Tavern cake. 
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