The Trotskyites at Fox News call Ohio for Obama.
Alabama called for McCain. That’s it, we’re over.
MSNBC calls Pennsylvania for the good guy.
Liddy Dole going down will be sweet.
I would suggest that Rob’s forthcoming cruel division of PUMAs start with this classic. For the next four years, I hope we can all remember that not only is making words out of “Obama” the sign of a truly great wit, it gets funnier and funnier every time you do it.
I declare this Open Election Thread the First.
This is weighted by affiliation but doesn’t attempt to incorporate early voting:
The wife and I voted in Juneau this morning, about 15 minutes after the polls opened. We brought the kid with us; she’s only two-and-a-half, but she was pretty excited to be there. She joined both of us in our booths for a few seconds each as we filled in the ovals before the optical scanner gobbled them up and — really, I’m just guessing here — erroneously converted them into votes for McCain, Ted Stevens and Don Young. She pitched a smallish fit when she learned that we weren’t going to be able to vote again. I told her if she didn’t pipe down, I was going to have to e-mail John Fund and let him know what was going on. That seemed to do the trick.
In any case, on the drive to day care, she and I had a great chat about the election. She knows about as much about the whole event as I suspect a toddler can absorb, which is to say that she recognizes the candidates’ faces and voices, and she’s made some preliminary assessments of their general temperaments.
“Dad, did you vote?”
“Yes, I voted.”
“Dad, did mommy vote?”
“Yes, she voted.”
“Did you vote for Barack Obama?”
“Yes, I voted for Barack Obama.”
“John McCain is crabby.”
Let’s hope she’s right.