I was driving my daughter to soccer the other day, enjoying the altogether rare silence in the car (and in my life in general) when, out of the murky quiet, my daughter's 7 year-old voice asked "mommy, what's a blue state?" A poet at heart (though utterly without talent,) I began formulating answers about sadness and desperation, when I looked at the car in front of us and saw the bumpe
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