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3.11.04

I'm Not Sure 'Conceded' Is the Right Word 

Being an account of the election & the public voice.

6.54: I get to a TV. Hours of handsome talking experts.

7.33: A leftover cheese platter makes an important appearance. The election is still fun!

8.01: Anne Wolfe is going to lose.

9.32: Someone has made (made, I say) four stromboli. Howsa!

11.13: The entire center of the country (one of them) turns red. A vision of the Lord Jesus riding his uranium chariot on a sea of money, the Lasers of Justice blazing from his eyes.

11.40: The math begins to be disturbing. The NYT Electoral Calculator is down. Everything has to be done from memory.

12.55: I switch from scotch & beer to glasses of flaming pitch.

12.59: I stop watching the returns. I ride in a car to the bar.

1.25: A Republican (!) is getting hassled. He's handling it pretty well.

1.47: It's over. I am an evangelical Christian. The moon stands still in the sky.

3.01: Verses:

It's hardly in a body's pow'r,
To keep, at times frae being sour,
To see how things are shar'd.

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