Dry Your Tears Dear TikTokker

A Case For Not Crying On The Internet When You Lose

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What time is it? What day is it? I’m pretty sure I fell into bed around 3:30 this morning vaguely aware that Mr. Trump had won the election by a rather wide margin. Whatever time I woke up that still was true, and now, several hours later, I am wandering around in a total fog, trying to choose between folding laundry and making bread, both of which tasks I am sure to perform very badly, should I manage them at all.

What I’m trying to say is that I am absolutely too tired to think clearly, which means this is a great time for a warmed-over take. Ready?

Don’t go on TikTok and film yourself crying.