terrible

They were endorsed again the week after the massacre, as if they were not shocking but the logical evolution of four decades of messaging that, until that terrible August day, had failed to land.

They treated it all like some terrible board game when they should have been sounding the alarms and giving the most menacing threat in American history the editorial weight it deserved.

In 2004 I went to an election night party at Crobar, a terrible nightclub on the west side of Manhattan, because it seemed like a fun way to while away time as we waited for the polls to close.

The ritual Democratic self-flagellation is calming down a bit as most people finally take a breath and recognize that while the result was a terrible disappointment it was anything but a landslide for Donald Trump, nor was it a crushing rebuke of the Democrats.

“Before he was going onstage, he’d be like doubled up some nights with terrible pain in his stomach.”