It’s not over until the fat lady sings

Who is the fat lady? I don’t know, do you?

While it is to Americans that it matters most, and I can’t begin to imagine what it feels like over there, I have been feeling some trepidation about the result of the US elections.

Waking up on Wednesday morning and seeing the closeness of the race was an oh shit moment. But by Wednesday evening, UK time, there was excitement as a different picture emerged, and by Thursday things were looking dicey for Trump. Glee turned swiftly to impatience. A UK election, including the campaign, takes less than a month and the time between casting your vote and having a new government can be less than 24 hours. To us, the US election seems to have been going on forever.

The map hasn’t changed much in two days now. The process needs to reach conclusion, but the result is now virtually inevitable. Democracy is exhorting its will, state by state, box by box, vote by vote.

The sun shone a little brighter today.