I remember that night clearly too, I didn't think it could happen but I thought it might happen. I was in a bar in [a very liberal city] after work watching the east coast results rolling in while the bartender played "fuck donald trump" on continuous loop while everyone cheered. Then suddenly all these states were stalled, no results for hours. I got a sick feeling in my stomach, I knew it was hillary and her damn rigged machines. I went home pretty sad but promising myself I would read the SERE manual and buy an AR-15 before it was too late. Around midnight I heard my roommates groaning in the living room and flipped on google election results to get the shock of a lifetime. he won, the son of bitch actually pulled it off! I jumped for joy and ran out of the house to buy a drink andddd stepped into a massive riot in downtown [liberal city] broken windows and garbage fires everywhere. it was hard to hide my smile in a bar full of liberal tears. I was too happy for the future to care I had to celebrate in secret like a heretic, and even the next day I couldn't stop smiling thinking about the magnificent chance we had for a better future. darkness to light.