The End of the Affair

Well, it was fun while it lasted. The sad thing is, I thought it would last. Maybe all relationships include a measure of self-deceit, or maybe the intensity of my desire clouded my vision. Doesn't matter. The point is, it's over and 55 million of us have to deal with what's left. So let's sweep up the confetti, take down the lawn signs, burst the balloons, and learn how to live in a theocracy.

Or not. The web is full of alternative suggestions for dealing with the situation. Tim Bray's contribution is (as so often) the best-argued and most convincing of the crop.

Or not. There is another way out.