On the day after Election Day, I listened to the catalog of Leonard Cohen's songs to soothe me.

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Unbeknownst to myself and just about everyone else, Cohen had passed away two days earlier, so it's as if his songs were singing to me from the beyond.

One of the songs that resonated with me most that horrible day was "Anthem", especially the following verse and refrain:

I can't run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
A thundercloud
And they're going to hear from me

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything)
That's how the light gets in

We've had a lot of bad days since November 8th of last year. But we've had some good days as well, things that have indicated there's still some hope. Things that have indicated we haven't been licked yet. Things that have said we're not back down.

But I have to admit, yesterday was the best day so far in terms of hope and optimism.

Everything we shouted and screamed as being true--even as the pushback was great and we were told we were crazy, that we were pushing "fake news"--has been validated.

We're not crazy. This is real.

Over the past year, we've done our best to ring the bells and make the cracks.

And now, finally, the light is beginning to get in.