Posted on 12/01/2016 3:27:20 PM PST by PROCON
I found out Donald Trump had won the Electoral College while midstream in providing a urine sample for the emergency psychiatric staff of a New York City public hospital. The unlockable bathroom door in this unescapable wing was ajar, and I could hear the victorious Mike Pence’s sinister Sunday-school baritone taunting me with the truth from the hallway television.
For the preceding witching hours of election night, I had lain in a fetal position amidst a cast of anonymous men nursing their own crises, my hands clasped tightly over my ears. It wasn’t that I minded the howls of the guy nearby who was shackled to his cot and monitored by an unimpressed brood of policemen. Instead, I wanted to spare myself any word of the far greater insanity unfolding beyond the hospital walls.
Drained of tears, too tired to sleep, I stared at the fluorescent ceiling lights —which, indifferent to our suffering, remained on throughout the night — and endured the passing time by willing my thoughts to vanish into the dull glow. For a second, I imagined someone would burst in and proclaim, “It’s all right, Hillary won!” and I would bound out of bed, awoken from this nightmare.
This was all just a dream, right?
A while before, during the final hour of November 8, I had committed myself to institutional psychiatric care. A generation or two ago they would have said I was suffering a nervous breakdown: catatonic, plagued by involuntary jerking motions (my head furiously shaking “No! ”), speech patterns disjointed, weeping uncontrollably.
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A true melodrama "queen".
Is this parody? Seriously?!!!
“Look at me! Look at me!”
Please tell me there is video! I want to drink his tears!
All duly televised and recorded for posterior, er, I mean, for posterity. I WONDER if they had rehearsals. Ya think?
Compare this snowflake to my son and his buddy, both Army Rangers celebrating with the campus Bull Moose club with champagne and shots of Jack!!!!
I thought the article was a joke until I went to the Huffpo site. The guy is for real.
Not tired of winning yet, no-no no.
“How I Ended Up In A Psych Ward On Election Night”
You mean this idiot ended up at the Democrat National Office?
Oh. NOT Paul Ryan.
now we’re talkin’
more like this
they need to be reminded daily that they are losers
I found out Donald Trump had won the Electoral College while midstream in providing a (“you’re in”) sample for the emergency psychiatric staff of a New York City public hospital. …Sure reads like parody. Ryan was just looking for any venue to say something like that out loud, figuratively speaking.
I won’t lie. I am (hopefully temporarily) addicted to election porn. I stream you tube through the Xbox (no cable)
and there are so many videos and compilations of that glorious night. Look up “ The Word’s Greatest Troll”
It’s about 11 minutes. Hilarious.
> and of course the gnawing stress of the presidential campaign, ever driven by the fear that an unhinged demagogue would rise to power.
He actually believed his own lies about Trump!
Liberalism is a mental disorder
He should go live in SNL’s “The Bubble.”
Proof that clinton backers have lost their minds.
The sight of the huddled masses of party-goers stooped nervously over their cell phones was so unbearably foreboding, I escaped into a stairwell. There, the past year of my life caught up with me: the sudden death of my dearest friend’s fiancé, followed by the sudden death of my dearest cousin’s husband; my broken heart over a guy who didn’t share my feelings for him; a hobbling sports injury; the steady march of deadlines in my work as a science journalist; chronic migraines; major abdominal surgery; and of course the gnawing stress of the presidential campaign, ever driven by the fear that an unhinged demagogue would rise to power.
"Major abdominal surgery" = an appendectomy. A potential boyfriend who turned him down. A friend of a friend died. A limp caused by sports. Yeah, this guy's life was shattered, all right. A hangnail would probably put him over the edge.
Nevertheless, I'd be depressed too if this was all I had of my life at age 38. Can't blame that one on Trump.
NOT FUNNY.
I wondered why any sane person would suggest using young ladies as infantrymen and if this is an example of today’s “manhood” I can see why.
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