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Commentary
As were many, in the run-up to the midterm elections, I was seduced by the great Red Wave.
I was even beginning to feel guilty that I hadn't stayed behind to help—a touch anyway—and had moved to bucolic Tennessee.  
Maybe I should have gone back to my New York City roots to do what I could for Lee Zeldin, who seemed to be running an intelligent gubernatorial campaign.
But then, the wave never materialized, for whatever reasons, and my window was gone.
I am writing this while much tooth-gnashing is taking place over which party will control Congress, but it doesn't matter because something else far more important was made clear, if it wasn't already, and—because of these arduous, monumentally unenlightening—midterms, we are forced to face up to it....