http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/06314/737176-153.stmSo, this is what it feels like to be on the winning side of a national election. Excuse us for hyperventilating -- it's been a while. Our teeth are still on edge from the improbability of it all.
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One symptom of having spent too much time exiled in the political wilderness is a tendency to take Rove's bluster seriously.
There's nothing a talented sleight-of-hand artist loves more than to be mistaken for omnipotent. That's not a mistake Democrats are likely to make about Karl Rove again. He has become the architect of the greatest political miscalculation in recent American history.
An examination of the drool stains on our shirts will prove we spent much of Tuesday night with our mouths wide open. Our jubilation danced on the slick knife's edge of incredulity all night.
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For a long time, it was easy to run away from the Democratic party because the disarray and infighting was embarrassing. Things have changed. There's nothing like a closely-fought election to restore one's faith in democracy. After too many years on the outside looking in, I feel as if I have my country back.