Enjoy your oligarchy!

Dita can't come to the Den right now, she is drinking glögg, eating cookies and watching cheesy Christmas movies for the next four years.

Okay! See you all in November 2028. And to the WASP guys in ties and their tech billionaire buddies: Try not to turn the climate crisis into climate chaos, half the population into second-class citizens, the country into your personal piggy bank, and democracy into a thing of the past.

(Not holding my breath for four years on those, that's for sure.)

[My sons, over the past few days: "They elected a criminal? That's not a serious country, that's a meme factory." "And people wonder why young adults don't want children. Who wants kids in a world that works like this." "Mom, are you crying?" I was. For a second I was. But I'm with Margaret Atwood, despair is not an option. Despair is paralyzing and exactly what those gloating in glee wish the rest of us to feel: defeat, defeated. Well fuck that shit. Not today, mister. Not ever, sister.]