THE SOUND OF JITTERS

I’m taking the beagle for a walk, getting lunch at my local diner, finishing an overdue freelance piece and then going on a bike ride. If there were any time that a blog should be silent, it’s now. As I write this, as you read this, hundreds of thousands are silently, privately marking their votes. They do so in peace, and there’s a kind of gravity about that in this noisy insta-culture. Yes, I’ll post any exit polls if and when I get any. But these few hours are a pause in the chattering and venting and spinning. The arguments are over. Let’s enjoy the quiet for just a tiny bit longer.