Susan was out of town this weekend, so I did what everyone does when his wife’s away—scheduled dinners with friends Friday and Saturday nights, and got lunch Saturday at our local Chinese restaurant. And I was glad I did, because here’s the fortune that came in my (complimentary!) fortune cookie after the tasty hot and sour soup and kung pao chicken: “You are heading in the right direction.”
Phew. Though you won’t believe this, even I occasionally have moments of self-doubt. But this fortune was certainly enough to put any such worries to rest. And so we’ll chug along in the right direction for the next two months, making the case against Trump and Clinton, and pivoting (as they say) to absorbing the lessons of this unusual, dispiriting year, and trying to figure out where we go from here.
