In a guest post at Ace of Spades, Tusk has this advice for us:
I like to lower expectations.
When I see a movie, I convince myself beforehand it'll suck.
That way, if it does actually suck, I'm not too disappointed; if it's good, I'm pleasantly surprised.
In this spirit, I've made myself visualize Hillary Clinton's victory speech daily for the past two weeks.
Every triumphant, vengeful gleam in her eye; every note of the cackle unleashed; every shout; every smirk.
It's already happened in my mind a dozen times.
So if it actually happens tonight, it'll just be the thirteenth time I'm experiencing it. And familiarity breeds content.
…Expect the worst, hope for the best.
And vote. And get ten others to vote too.
Then hug your loved ones extra-tight, pray (if that's your thing–otherwise just plain hope) that we do the least-worst thing as a nation, and sit back to watch the fireworks.
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