Brief visit to New York, I landed on Monday afternoon and two days later I am back in the airport again, waiting for my midnight flight back home. By midday I will be landing, I cut the visit to New York short because of the general election. No, I have no right to vote. But after sixteen years of calling Oxford home and many hours lately spent tweeting, retweeting, staring to dozens of projections and graphs, commenting and strategizing with friends, colleagues or random people on the street, at times being hopeful, and more often despairing, it just didn’t feel right to miss the day and it became even more clear to me while I was here in New York, but, let me add just to manage expectations, this is not a Trump story.

I came for a workshop on statelessness at New York University. The event was held in…