Chapter 4: Grimly He Typed, State By State...

Writing despite news that, while fitting my election prediction profiles, still doesn't bode for that landslide I was delusionally hoping for. Politicos have redistricted the concept of landslide our of our lexicon, and it's now a numbers (money and demographics) game.

At least RW made it out of the port alive. Now he's got to weather getting the ship out of port. It'll be easy, sort of. After a bit. He's nervous.