As I sit at my desk getting ready to build my work list for the day, the news is on the TV behind me. Trump is leaving the White House in a helicopter on the lawn. I’m strangely fixated on how Melania will manage to walk across a muddy grassy field wearing stiletto heels. Biden will be there soon.

For the most part, this inauguration will be like all others. There will be a mix of cheesy American flag-waving stuff, for sure. But there will also be some genuine relief that we’re going back to politics as normal.

For the past four years, we’ve had a reality show president. Trump wasn’t even a professional, traditional Republican, like Mitt Romney. We might not have liked Romney’s choices, but there’s no question that he would have handled the crises of the past four years much differently. Trump was a pretender. Someone playing a President Dress-Up Game, who made random, but serious decisions. A sit-com character who made real changes in our country. Good riddance to The Great Buffoon-in-Chief.

Lots of people belief that Biden will bring about great changes. I don’t. My hope is not that Biden will upend the status quo. Right now, I don’t think we need a revolutionary. I think we need a boring, traditional, and democratic president, who doesn’t post random shit on Twitter. We need a model of professionalism. We need to bring sanity back to our democracy.

My hope is that Trump becomes more and more irrelevant. But with millions of dollars tucked away in a campaign bank account and his army of crazy supporters, I have worries.

I do think we have to congratulate our democracy. It survived. It’s a bit ragged around the edges, but it survived.