Pundits and political commentators and randos on social media will come up with a thousand ways to explain what happened last night.
Some of them will blame Harris's failure to offer definite support for Palestinians and condemn Israel's genocide in Gaza. They'll say that that failure suppressed the Arab-American and Muslim vote, as well as turning off Gen Z, tuned into the slaughter on TikTok, and lefties who wanted an excuse to pretend to be edgy by not voting or voting third-party.
They'll blame Harris's support for supposedly "woke" ideas like support for diversity, equity, and inclusion policies. They'll say that she was too left.
They'll blame Harris reaching out to Republicans, even campaigning with objectively awful people like Liz Cheney just because they, too, hate Trump. They'll say that she was too far right.
They'll say Harris embraced President Joe Biden too much. They'll say she embraced him too little. They'll say she didn't do enough to cater to this or that Democratic group or constituency. They'll wonder if she should have picked Pennsylvania Governor Josh Shapiro instead of Tim Walz. They'll say should have done Joe Rogan's show. Every single decision by the campaign will be questioned and criticized and torn apart.
They'll say that Joe Biden should have remained the candidate, even though that would have meant another three months of Biden-is-too-old stores that were already turning the electorate against him. Or they'll say Biden should haven't run at all and allowed Democrats to nominate someone after a bruising primary fight, but there's no guarantee that would have changed a vote.
They'll call out Russian interference on Election Day, with bomb threats called into multiple locations in Black-majority districts. They'll say that disinformation, like fake Haitian voters, was spread by malicious nations and eager clout-seekers online. They might even blame third-party candidates, although that math doesn't add up.
And on and on and on. They will find a way to blame everyone and everything except those who deserve the blame.
At the end of the day, a majority of Americans wanted Donald Trump to be president, and they didn't give a damn about anything else. They hate what he hates. They want to see retribution agains the imagined foes he's conjured. They did this even with everything they knew about him and his extravagant criminality and treason. They simply didn't believe it or they liked it. His voters might have been misinformed about a lot of things, but they know who Trump is, and they're completely fine with it. Where we see a rapist and a felon and a coup leader, they see a Tony Soprano-like antihero. Where we saw a competent and accomplished Democratic candidate, they saw a communist harridan who will force schools to give sex changes to children and let Venezuelans take over towns out west. You laugh, but they hold this as true. God, they want to punish immigrants and women and trans people so fucking badly they can taste it. They want their tears and blood and screams to bathe them.
There are things we know for sure. The Latino vote, especially men, tilted dramatically to Trump. White people, especially white men, voted for him. College-age men voted for Trump in much larger numbers than anticipated. And my generation, Gen X, betrayed everything that we were raised to believe about fakes and frauds in authority and went for Trump. All of them, us, deserve blame. America has a men problem, and it's scary as hell.
But one thing above all other ruled the day, and, frankly, makes me embarrassed to live on this floating island of garbage we pretend is a country. And let me do this as an address to Trump's voters:
You are so fucking stupid, just the stupidest motherfuckers who ever were allowed to breathe. You're so stupid that you won't even realize how badly you've fucked everything up. Your stupidity is so deep, so ingrained, so far up your deranged asses that you won't even realize it when you become the victim of your own stupid decisions, when prices go up because of tariffs and the lack of workers for farms, when you're fucking drowning in your shitbox homes because nobody did anything to stop climate change, when your town's tax base has been deported, when your factories die because there aren't enough workers, when your daughters and wives die because of no access to the medical care they need, when the rank stupidity you force others to adopt ends up making all of you worthless shit lumps in a ditch, just vessels for algorithm-fed hate lessons on social media on your screens, masturbating into oblivion over the pain of others while ignoring the cries of everyone around you while the world burns. I'd tell you to go fuck yourselves, but you already have and you don't even know it.
Jesus fuck, you voted to protect abortion rights in Missouri and Montana while still voting for Trump and other Republicans who will pass a national ban, negating the amendments to your state constitutions. That is, in the most basic way, blindingly fucking stupid, demonstrating a complete ignorance of any way that our elections or government functions. And if you're in one of the many groups that Trump has explicitly promised to harm and you voted for him, you're a fucking joke.
And if I sound angry and disgusted, it's because at least in 2016 we could say that Trump didn't win the popular vote, that the country at large was still hanging in there. But not this time. This is who we are. None of it was enough, not the crimes, not the blatantly unAmerican policies, not the weirdness and obvious mental decline, not the shitshow that surrounds him. None of it. Trump increased his margins of victory across the nation, including in states like New Jersey and New York. That's so frightening.
And all those blames and excuses up there? Here's the coldest comfort I can offer: none of it would have mattered. I don't know what would have made a difference. This is who we are. This. This is who we are in the damned 21st-century. It's who we've always been. We're a nation founded on genocide and racism, enforced misogyny and absurd delusions of our superiority. It's in our DNA. And now we get to live out the natural and horrific extension of that.
You want me to end this by saying we should fight, by saying we need to regroup and defend those who will need defending (god, there are so many), by saying we're in this together. And maybe I'll get there. But right now, today, all I'm wondering is what, exactly, is worth fighting for.