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I had a dream last night...

That Nevada's Clark county would close the 5,000 vote deficit and deliver Nevada to Kerry... That late New Mexico precints would give me a reason to smile... and that the final 2% of precints in Ohio's Cuyhahoga and Hamilton counties would represent a surge that would close Kerry's 150,000 vote gap.

This morning, tired and disheartened from the long night, I awoke to see all of those dreams dashed. Of course, Ohio's provisional ballots will be counted. Ohio's Secretary of State isn't the new Katherine Harris, he's the new Judge Ito. In O.J. Simpson's legendary trial, Ito was giddily happy to be thrust into an unexpeccted spotlight while evidence of bloodshed littered his courtroom. Relishing every opportunity for a sensational ruling, Ito quickly became emblematic of how the media transformed public servants into creatures consumed with TV-friendly hair cuts.

Ken Blackwell is cut from the same cloth. Extolling the virtues and merits of a system that will groan through an 11-day torture of anticipation, Blackwell blithely advised everyone to "take a deep breath" while the votes are tallied. We'll see how long it takes this Republican stooge to bend under the pressure of Rove & Co. To his credit, he seemed intent on defending Ohio's process. However, with Bush's huge popular vote margin, he'll be itching to get another "Mission Accomplished" banner hoisted ASAP.

Equally distressing are the Democratic losses in the Senate. Salazar and Obama are great pick-ups, but Alaska, North and South Carolina, Louisiana, South Dakota, Georgia... These are crushing losses. And don't even get me started on the two or three Supreme Court Justices this jackass will get to appoint.

Clinton was impeached in his 2nd term. Bush has a lot more to be accountable for, but the Congressional numbers will keep him nicely insulated. We'll probably lose Powell as a moderating voice and Rove will yield more power than any consigliere in American politics... EVER.

Not my best day as American citizen.

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