Have a scroll down your twitter timeline and you might find that everyone is still, at worst, professing about the apocalypse, or at best offering election post-mortems based on analysis of pundits who predicted a Hillary cakewalk. Seemingly contrary to popular belief, after Trump's election, the sun did not cease to shine and life has carried on.
In the long run, the prospect of higher global debt levels, a more imbalanced global economy led by the US and the potential for the inflation genie finally to be leaking out its bottle after eight years of unprecedented monetary stimulus is alarming. The coming bust will be the biggest in human history.
Like most people today across the globe, I can't think of much else other than the fact that Donald Trump has been elected President of the United States. I went to sleep the night before whilst Hillary had a comfortable lead, safe in the knowledge that the Democrats would be elected, everything would make sense and no political hegemony would be smashed that night. Boy was I wrong.
To say that I hate Donald Trump would be something of an understatement. Like lots of people, I am sick of hearing his bile and seeing his smug, plasticine face plastered over front-pages and television screens. Unlike most however, my reasons run a bit deeper... For 32 years, I shared the same name as him.
In many ways, Alaska is the most likely 'strong Republican' state to swing, purely from a mathematical point of view. If Clinton wins this state, it will send a powerful message to the Republicans that no state - even Sarah Palin's - is safe from the Democrats and make their work leading up to 2020 even more difficult.