Francine leaves Purgatory in a huff after getting in an argument with a fellow customer about the presidential election. The old man actually believes that Florida really has lost track of the presidential election, and only the presidential election, on the state's electronic voting machines. "I've done that on my computer. I meant to save a file and just erased the darn thing. It could happen," he told her, before Francine told him, "I can't believe I'm talking with somebody who actually believes the news on tv," and got her coffee to go.
Coffee steaming in the November afternoon chill, Francine walks past the trees bare and down the street bleak, back to the house. Even though she doesn't know exactly what happened to the Florida votes, she knows it wasn't the result of a strange, innocent glitch in the electronic voting software like the tv news reports, reports based not on investigation, but on someone in authority saying something is so, and usually an authority with a vested interest whom one should be skeptical of. It's like the time the election software engineer died in a plane crash.
Conveniently, for certain people in power whom the engineer used to work for, the week before he was supposed to testify about the suspicious 2004 election.
Just like then, Francine knows that something's not right.
How does she know?
Her gut.
Unfortunately, her gut won't convince others, so she has to gather facts. Even with all motives questioned and evidence sorted, it's still going to be a bit of a mystery. One thing's for certain though; the presidential election is a mess. O'Couscous won only one state, but the state she won was the biggest: California. Dick somehow held onto most of the states Republicans usually win in the South and Midwest, though given his unpopularity and the exit polls which showed him losing in many of those states, Francine wonders how. Polipo won most of the rest and gathered the most electoral votes but not enough to win, since Florida's vote is missing and now has to be handcounted, which could take weeks, and in Ohio, of course it's Ohio, the vote is being disputed. Polipo is demanding a recount of the election supposedly won by Dick with a margin of only 57 votes. If Polipo gets either Florida or Ohio, he wins. Dick has to win them both, and somehow convince O'Couscous's electors, who are a bunch of porn stars, to be faithless and cast their votes for him instead of her when it's electoral college time. To further the confusion, Dick's pick of Louis Carson Fir to replace the deceased Rob Poorpeople as his running mate is being disputed by Vice-President Clinton, who claims Dick told her at one point that he wanted to replace Poorpeople with her.
As a political blogger, Francine loves it. As Winston Churchill might say, "Democracy is the worst system of government, but at least it's amusing." Actually, that's what Francine says. Churchill said something to the effect that democracy was the worst system of government, except for all the others, which Francine agrees with. Approaching the house, she can't help but smile, for she's also in love, and enjoying having Jake in the house, though she's been downplaying her joy for Masani's sake, who's still getting used to Donald being gone.
When she gets home, a cat greets her, and she sneezes.
Blog Love Omega Glee is a novel by Wred Fright about two bloggers who fall in love while the world falls apart, which is being serialized on his blog. To start reading from the beginning or read another installment, please visit Blog Love Omega Glee Central on WredFright.Com. If you like what you've read, or you've read all of Blog Love Omega Glee and want more Fright, then please read his first novel.
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