Back at the beginning of the 2016 campaign, pundits predicted a boring slog between Hillary Clinton and Jeb Bush. The heir that raised the most cash would take the crown, simple as that.

Instead, Bush collapsed almost immediately, vying with Lincoln Chafee for “candidate we felt most sorry for,” and Clinton found herself in the fight of her career, battling “political outsiders” on both wings.

Election night was a nightmare for progressives. Instead of a candidate we all knew — and loved or hated accordingly — we got Trump: a mendacious wild card whose recipe for making America great again seems to be equal parts xenophobia, misogyny, and nationalism. Now what?