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*looks at BBC*

Well, bugger. 274. And Kerry's conceded. Bugger.

Here's for the home crew ready standing by for what cleanup action can be cleaned, then.

iresprite, as linked by sionainn, has cause for optimism: "Eight years of one leader will not destroy my country. Those of you who live in countries that have been around far longer: I'll bet you've had leaders in your past as bad who have hung around for a long time."

I know there's a strong feeling of "OK, he's in, there's nothing more we can do, and it's all going to go to rot and ruin," and there's that little voice in the back of the head saying, "If it's all going to rot and ruin, I hope it goes soon and quickly," and the voice behind that hoping it actually does get as bad as or worse than we feared just for the "I told you so!" factor.

I hope Kerry is still insisting on getting everything counted. There were days of wrangle over Bush vs. Gore. I would like to imagine that there could be days of polite -- no hanging chad, please! -- counting of ballots that people cast in the hopes that they could make a difference.

I think that despite Bush's demonstrated morals, there's still a lot that can be done. Crying and screaming won't get it done, though it sure is satisfying to scream sometimes. (The bathroom at work got treated to my favorite curse, which is in Chinese, and for proper effect needs proper volume and shrillness; othercat can attest to the power of this curse. The literal translation is "This cannot happen," though idiomatic translation puts a lot more profane intensifiers in. )

If we can't stop the trampling of civil rights, women's rights, and international goodwill, then at least we can hang on to every last shred of them that we've got, and scream bloody murder.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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