As my father, God rest his soul, once said after the 1962 Mets got trounced in one of the typical drubbings that they suffered: "At least it was close... till the first pitch."
I'm not going to analyze the numbers; there will be plenty of other professionals who will do that. But I will have some more to say about our next President in the next few days.
Right now it's time for bed. And I wish our President-elect well. God bless America.
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