As news was breaking our unit quickly devolved into the uncivil discourse that was fully intended in the ousting of the president from the race. It end with me, the black unit secretary and the Muslim nursing assistant saying, hey we don’t feel comfortable and this is getting inappropriate.

It was a microcosm, I am sure, of workplaces, homes, and gathering places all throughout the country right now.

I’m clocking out. And the migraine I shook an hour ago?

It’s back.