Everybody Knows

In the face of that leering truth, the myths melt and drip away.

Leonard Cohen performs “Everybody Knows.”

On Wednesday morning, in the darkness, my son called.

He is young, autistic, and given to falling into the abyss.  To him, the election meant that there would be tanks in the streets, his house would be burned, and he would be shot.

In order to soothe him, I remind him of his privilege.  He lives in Massachusetts, …