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With an election this close, hurricane damage likely causing more than a few unexpected complications, and a patchwork of state-to-state election rules that make little to no coherent sense (and don't get us started on The Electoral College) we have to at least consider the fact that Election 2012 may not be done with us yet...
If this happens, we will, literally, be living in a land of confusion. Terrifying puppets of confusion (including a reincarnated Ronald Reagan, which might actually cheer up grumpy conservatives may defiantly walk the blood-soaked streets.
Did you guys know that if the Ohio vote ends up as crazy close as some folks expect (a vote within 0.25 percent, to be exact) it triggers an automatic recount, which, by design, will take at least 10 more days. Yiiiiikes. Four dead and Nixon coming might seem like a golden age.
Or it could be good old Florida that screws us again. There might not be hanging chads, exactly, but you know they didn't get that shit straightened out in the last eight years. Let's hope these John Darnielle lyrics are not some sort of horrible prophecy...
There is no deadline
There is no schedule
There is no plan we can fall back on
The road this far can't be retraced
There is no punch line anybody can tack on
There are loose ends by the score
The level of rancorous squabbling will be so great that even gentle souls such as Sir Paul McCartney will be moved to drop multiple f-bombs in public. This once-banned song from 1990 actually sums it up quite neatly.
So, how to cope if this drags on for another couple weeks or, gasp, months? Isaac Brock suggests drinking away the part of the day that you cannot sleep away. As sound a plan as any.