Sure, we got some free booze and food out of it. But when we weren't hungover or snarled in traffic, we were stuck in security lines, fighting our way through downtown crowds or getting caught in torrential downpours without umbrellas. We're tired of writing about it and you're tired of hearing about it. Cops are tired, protesters are tired. We're glad it happened, and we're even more glad it's over. Goodbye, Democratic National Convention. Feel free to come back in another four years.