Annnnnd off we go.

BLUE WAVE:

• Mikie Sherrill Clinches New Jersey Governor’s Mansion.
• Decision Desk HQ Calls Virginia Attorney General’s Race for Jay ‘Two Bullets’ Jones.
• Decision Desk HQ Has Already Called the Virginia Governor’s Race for Abigail Spanberger.
• NYC Falls to Communism, Elects Mamdani Mayor.

UPDATE (FROM GLENN): A friend comments: “This Just In: Democrat areas elect democrats!” Yeah, but today’s Democrats are basically Communists, so…

ANOTHER UPDATE (ALSO FROM GLENN): From my former State Senator Stacy Campfield: “Republicans can’t be surprised that they aren’t winning races in places that they are also leaving in droves.”

As if that wasn’t bad enough:

In sum, then, even in races where the D卐M☭CRAT penchant for violence, murder, and balls-out fascism was most pungently on display, the voters still gave the Party of Hate HUGE wins. Which makes the whole shebang an undisguised endorsement of violence, murder, and balls-out fascism on the part of said voters.

Which in turn means that next time you hear some cum-gargling Milquetoast of a “conservative” pundit going way out of his way to smarmily point out that the shooters, looters, and Rent A Mob thugs are just a tiny handful of radical-fringe dead enders, all Real Americans will henceforth be required to immediately punch the lame punk-ass bitch in thw mouth until he shuts the fuck up and slinks the fuck off.

What a fucking disaster. But hey, next time for sure, right, fellas? MOAR HOPIUM, NURSE, STAT!!!

Update! Not that I want to come off TOO Eeyore-ish or anything here, but insty’s friend in Update #1 above is a deal too nonchalant to suit me with that “Democrat areas elect democrats” crack. It’s true enough as far as it goes., but there’s nonetheless a distinction. to be made here between being unperturbed and confident, and being a blind fool—and that distinction is a crucial one. Glenn acknowledges this bitter home truth when he reminds us that today’s D卐M☭CRATs are not those of yesteryear, nothing like. They are openly, even proudly Communists, whatever they may or may not have been in your Grandpa’s day.

Today’s total Communist sweep, winning even the precious few races Repub candidates were expected to at least be competetitive in, is a full-throated and unequivocal notfication that this is no longer America That Was, that the D卐M☭CRATs are no longer the Loyal Opposition, and that the political landscape in Amerika v2.0 has shifted dramatically.

Snark if you will, but we’ll all soon see how deeply unfunny our predicament is. As for NYC specifically, I have to admit that I was kinda looking forward to watching those shitlib nimrods really getting theirs by putting the Red Jihadi into Gracie Mansion, but there’s a slight problem with that too, one that always and forever seems to crop up in such situations. To wit: the aftereffects of today’s self-inflicted injury will by no means be limited to Leftard NYC eedjits alone. Sorry, but thanks to, among other factors, NYC’s status as the Colossus of international finance and/or banking, with corporate HQs, Wall Street, the advertising/arts/entertainment/media industries clustering there, the pain from today’s’ bonehead maneuver will surely be felt across the entire nation, probebly the whole world as well.

And that right there exemplifies the problem I mentioned just now. Consider: how many of us have fantasized, in idle barside chitchat with friends, about finding a secluded island paradise where Left/liberal/Progressivist nitwits could set up the exact kind of government, society,and culture they claim to want? The catch being, of course, that once they debark the ship and set foot on Tardzania, they have to stay; they will never be allowed back here to plague normal, sane people again.

Thing is, heavenly as it sounds, it simply can’t be done, it’s unpossible, see. Due to their inmost nature—intransigent, bumptious, meddlesome, arrogant—shitlibs could no more leave others alone to live as they prefer, to conduct their affairs as they think best, than they could sprout wings from their backs and fly off to Mars. Put ‘em on a remote island where they can do as they please, not just sometimes but ALL the time, but which veritable Shangri-La 1) they are expressly forbidden to ever depart, an ironclad contractual obligation enforced by armed guards wiith deadly-force ROEs, and 2) has no (zip, zero, nada) access, either physical, visual, or auditory, to the Freemen back home in the States, and they’d be as miserable as a leper colony.

And the instant that realization hits home, that’s when the escape attempts will begin, quickly ramping up from once in a GREAT while to a several-times-daily event. Count on it. Best part about that is, they’ll be dropping onto the beach like seagull turds, as Security gets their rifles dialed in and learns to compensate for the drop and/or drift from that lovely ocean “windage.”

Updated update! A sensible New Yorker provides chapter and verse on Mamasboyani and the ride New Yorkers are about to taken for.

Every civilization faces a test. They rarely collapse from a single blow. Instead, they decay from within—through cynicism, decadence, and an erosion of shared beliefs. Augustine wrote The City of God to explain how Rome’s fall was not merely political, but spiritual: a people who no longer believed in themselves could not defend against their enemies.

Tonight, New York stands at a similar threshold, as voters head to the polls today to choose our next mayor. Among the names on the ballot is Zohran Mamdani, a socialist Assemblyman from Queens whose rise has sent shockwaves through New York, the Democratic Party, and our nation. His popularity signals how far the unraveling has already come. Like the birds of prey descending on Abram – symbols of forces that threaten the sacred – a flock of socialists has descended on New York. In the name of “justice,” they are gnawing at its civic and moral foundations, hoping to feed on its prosperity.

The speed of change has been breathtaking. It feels inconceivable that we stand here today. I write this piece not out of hatred for Zohran and his supporters, but love for New York. A city built over centuries that has been a beacon of light and progress for the modern world. As a central hub of the global economy, we now face the possibility of a mayor with virtually no experience, little practical education, and highly questionable values.

Mamdani represents, to me, everything I fight against.

I am concerned that Mamdani represents a burgeoning New Left, one in which American values like hard work and meritocracy are dismissed rather than embraced. Mamdani’s CV reflects a highly privileged adult life. Internships for his celebrity mother, rapping stints, endless protests – but little actual work. He holds a degree in Africana Studies from Bowdoin, where nearly every course description contains the same litany of buzzwords: gender, class, justice, imperialism, oppression. It reads less like a curriculum than an indoctrination — Wokeism 101.

He listed his ethnicity as African American on his college applications, despite being of Indian descent. His base is largely white, affluent, educated, downwardly-mobile elites. This group seems to believe that apartments in Brooklyn are a birthright, stolen by billionaires and landlords.

The stakes for New York could not be higher. This is the man that many in our city want to put in charge. A man with virtually no work or management experience, whose ideology treats financial success as sin, police as villains, and government handouts as the ticket to a life of “dignity.”

Now, we arrive at the Big, Tough Q’s.

Will New York remain a city of builders, doers, and dreamers under this kind of leader? Or will the builders leave, and take their incomes (and taxes) with them? The top 1% of New Yorkers cover 48% of income taxes. Scare them away, and we will be staring down a fiscal crisis unlike anything seen since the 1970s.

New York hasn’t been “a city of builders, doers, and dreamers” for many, many years, I’m afraid. As my friend Pfouts used to put it: “It’s a good thing they got the subway finished when they did. This ciry could NEVER build such a thing today, no way! A Chrysler Building, an Empire State? My God, they can barely even fill in a lousy pothole these days!” We shared many a good laugh over that one, although we both knew it was more true than it was funny.

Then again, except for isolated pockets here and there, the same transmogrification from builders and doers into pussies and geeks could be fairly said of the US generally. The kind of rugged, audacious, creative individuals who built not only NYC but America That Was itself seem to be mighty hard to come by nowadays, to our everlasting sorrow.