The first week of Kamala Harris’s campaign for the presidency is difficult to describe in a way that does it justice, but also doesn’t appear to be an exercise in partisan hyperbole, gratuitous puffery, or hallucinogenic experimentation gone haywire. The if-you-put-them-in-a-screenplay-you’d-be-laughed-out-of-Hollywood circumstances that conspired to make Harris the de facto Democratic nominee this late in the game are one source of this difficulty. (Duh.) But even more bedeviling is the reality that in the seven days since her wholly unanticipated, entirely unplanned-for, wildly unlikely ascension to the top of the ticket, the V.P.’s nascent campaign hasn’t seen a single meaningful thing go wrong: not one tiny hiccup, modest slip-up, or mid-sized screw-up, let alone some major fuckup. Indeed, on almost every dimension, Harris’s first week went better—and in certain critically important areas, way better—than she or her team could have dared to hope or anyone else in professional politics had reason to envision.