Could there be a better reason to drink than the news we woke up to this morning?

Sad, devastated, depressed, ashamed, afraid, disgusted, hopeless … all these are swirling around the dark cloud hanging above my head.

My vote doesn’t count. My state is red, my country is ignorant.

It’s not even Trump I fear. It’s his soulless running partner who single-handedly set the state of Indiana back years with his hatred for LGBTQ people. It’s the potential nominations to the Supreme Court. It’s the confirmation to the country that says it’s OK for a privileged white man to openly discriminate against people who don’t look like him or share his beliefs.

It’s a sad, sad day for America.

Bourbon.