But in this new week I swore to put all the schadenfreude behind me. Then I read this article in the Washington Post. It's about Republican soul-searching in the wake of another loss. These stories are the rage now and this one is pretty typical. But it was this part that was awesome:
"Her calendar read “Victory Day!!” and she had planned to celebrate in the office by hosting a dance party and selling Romney souvenirs. But instead she was packing those souvenirs into boxes, which would be donated to a charity that sent clothes to South America."
Somewhere in Paraguay or Bolivia a village is going to get a shipment of Romney/Ryan t-shirts. Imagine a playground filled with kids who don't speak English getting mud all over their bright white Romney t-shirts, and they don't give a shit what the words mean.
This makes me happy.