As my high school AP U.S. History teacher used to say whenever trouble was brewing—usually something involving Henry Clay—“There’s tension in the air; you could cut it with a knife.” It’s been clear that tension has been simmering for what feels like a year, and now everything comes down to Tuesday. I must admit, it feels like déjà vu—the paralyzing, an…
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