My soul is crushed by the results of the presidential election on November 8th. After a sleepless night, I got up early and ran through the pitch black streets of Missoula, alone with my thoughts. Our country voted to reject the very fabric of our democracy, our appeal to reason, and our collective human decency. I have only been this deeply saddened by the death of a loved one, and as a result, am preparing mentally for a similar grieving process. But as of now, tears well up in my eyes as I contemplate looking my son in the eyes and trying to explain how our country could do this. I am so sorry.