Wednesday, November 04, 2026
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“They’re choosing Blexas!” my wife cheered last night, smooshing “blue” and “Texas” together in a bastardization of that terrible new country song. Because, holy hell, Texas went blue—for the first time in decades. That’s not all that happened last night, however. Esquire political columnist Charles P. Pierce recaps all the election madness in the post below. —Chris Hatler, deputy editor
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Lawyer up, MAGA. Your hell has only just begun.
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Ignore all calls for conciliation. Turn a deaf ear to the impotent ghosts of Clintonian triangulation. Turn the last shovel-full of dirt on moderation in pursuit of thieves and brigands. Accept the incredible momentum that has risen behind you from across the country and use it to do two things at once. Ameliorate the very real problems of affordability, and cleanse the moneychangers from the temple. There's a lot of work to be done, but that is what the country demanded on Tuesday night. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered.
And, at this writing, they're still counting ballots for the United States Senate in Mississippi. Goddamn.
There are elements to the landslide that are worthy of their own posts, and we'll get to them as the day goes on. But here are some other highlights of the Night of the Great Reckoning.
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Some movie announcements arrive as a complete surprise. Ryan Gosling as Ghost Rider? Very cool idea. Nathan Fielder secretly spending weeks staring into Elizabeth Holmes’s eyes for You Can See Everything? Amazing. In other instances, film studios will delay an announcement everyone knows is coming until their audience finds itself sucked up into the maelstrom and spun around until they’re so dizzy that they’re puking up that morning’s Cheerios. Maybe they wish they never even got excited in the first place.
That’s where I’m at with the current race for James Bond, which has reportedly come down to three actors: Jack Lowden (Slow Horses), Callum Turner (One Night Only), and Josh O’Connor (Disclosure Day). The three finalists were announced via Puck three weeks ago on October 22, along with a mysterious fourth actor whose identity has not yet been revealed, if he even exists.
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There’s never been a better time to be a guy who wants to smell good. The men’s fragrance market is booming, the scents are bolder than ever, and you can shop for pretty much anything you could possibly imagine—from long-lasting extracts for a big night out to easy-to-wear options that’ll fit right in at the office—with ease.
The only problem with all that abundance is the project of narrowing things down to a manageable number of scents that might work for you. Which is where we come in. This year, the team here at Esquire decided to go big for our annual Cologne Awards. Our staff of fragrance experts called in hundreds of new releases over the course of the year, narrowing them down through extensive testing and internal debate before each creating their own shortlist of winners.
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