It turned out to be a fairly normal election, after all.
Minnesota elected a domestic abuser and Farrakhan supporter as its chief law enforcer.
And Arizona is still trying to decide between a seeming all-American paragon and a complete lying moonbat in its Senate race. Decisions, decisions …
For me, personally, and for the good people of Washington state, the biggest heartbreak was the urban-driven slaughter of gun rights in the lopsided victory of I-1639. But at least Washingtonians were spared I-1631’s carbon tax, which was nothing but a limitlessly costly gift to special interests at the expense of the state’s poorest citizens.
And rural Oregon had good news: Eight of the 10 counties with Second Amendment Preservation measures on their ballots now have a hopeful layer of protection between them and Portlandian and DC gun grabbers. (Of course, the eeeeeeeeevil militias and the even eeeeeeeeviler Oath Keepers and Threepers are to blame.)
Sadly, but predictably, the most radical cannabis decriminalization measure ever proposed by a U.S. state (North Dakota) failed big time. But elsewhere, legalization continued to creep ahead.
And a few Senate seats swung interestingly rightward (Farewell, lying hypocrites Heitkamp and McCaskill). And the House swung predictably leftward. With any luck, we’ll have achieved happy gridlock. Or at least gridlock.
So. We’re done. It’s over. We can take a deep breath and have a nice, long break from the insanity of politics.
Um … yes?
Pretty please with sugar on it?
No. The newsers are now saying we’ve Officially Commenced the 2020 presidential election.
You know, that’s even worse — almost infinitely worse — than being forced to listen to Christmas music in early November.