When Sullivan gets himself worked up into a froth and goes off the rails, as he has here with Clinton’s win in Ohio, he can turn into quite a ridiculous figure:

I just had a Jager shot, and hope to get drunk very soon. So this is my last post of the night. Here’s what I’ll do in the morning: find out who won the most delegates in the March 4 states, and check someone else’s math (yes, I’m not going to get it wrong myself) to see who subsequently has the numbers to win. And then take a deep breath. And say what I think. Right now, emotion clouds the mind. Oh, and Jager.

It’s uncomfortable to read him at times like these, especially given that most of the time I quite enjoy his blog. Warts and all, I guess, is the name of the game.