I wrote this for Salon: When I’m wrong I’m wrong. Yesterday I woke up thinking that the United States would elect a new president and remain a mostly respected world superpower and a reasonably stable global economic leader. I looked at the polls and believed that the chances of Donald Trump winning were so remote that it was not worth thinking about so I wrote a piece assuming that Clinton would win, something I am usually careful not to do. So, of course, the unthinkable happened. On the news that Donald Trump will be the next president of the United States, stock market futures nose dived, the dollar plunged and the whole world is in shock. We wake up today to a fundamentally different world the one in which we woke up yesterday. The nation our allies looked to as the guarantor of global security will now be led by a pathologically dishonest, unqualified, inexperienced, temperamental, ignorant flim-flam man. Things will never be the same. And we have no idea at the moment, exactly what form this change is going to take, which makes this all very, very frightening.