As he suspects is the case with most readers of The New Yorker, The Curmudgeon is often a few weeks – okay, occasionally a few months – behind in his reading. Thus, it was with a sad smile that he just ran across this in the magazine’s October 31 edition.
On November 8th, barring some astonishment, the people of the United States will, after two hundred and forty years, send a woman to the White House. The election of Hillary Clinton is an event that we will welcome for its immense historical importance, and greet with indescribable relief. It will be especially gratifying to have a woman as commander-in-chief after such a sickeningly sexist and racist campaign, one that exposed so starkly how far our society has to go. The vileness of her opponent’s rhetoric and his record has been so widely aired that we can only hope she will be able to use her office and her impressive resolve to battle prejudice wherever it may be found.