• Ode to the Completed Election

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    spectacle has run its course; it’s time for celebration.
    The networks now will shift concern to the inauguration.
    Perhaps the viewers will forget and not seek to embarrass
    The jerks who confused exit polls with word from Mrs. Harris.

    The teams of lawyers will go home; they’ve made their point quite
    The courts must get involved, or else the public will choose wrongly.
    They’ve let us know we’re little more than children sucking licorice:
    Paralyzed and helpless until lawyers get their vigorish.

    Al Gore will second-guess himself, re-thinking every motion.
    A surfer who just missed the wave in the electors’ ocean.
    But now the wave has passed him by, too painful to be funny.
    Along the shore, so blonde and sore, struts New York’s own surf

    “If only this, if only that”: these thoughts will drive him bonkers.
    He had so hoped to choose among the status-seeking wonkers.
    He served so faithfully, he thinks, through China and Lewinsky.
    And, in return, his boss’s wife is now the big butt-inski.

    When games go into overtime, the players know that winners
    Will be the saints, which always leaves the losers as the sinners.
    And there sits Al Gore on the bench, his head low and dejected.
    He’ll spend years watching replays where no vote is resurrected.

    He told us all that he was sure that earth hung in the balance.
    And spent a month complaining like a kid with no allowance.
    The fate of Mother Earth, it seems, was really very simple.
    But now she’s doomed, and just because a vote is not a dimple!

    So Al must live with the results of the electors’ college.
    To bear in silence recollections of unspoken knowledge.
    He needed just three votes to trim the Bushes’ dreams of glory.
    The four votes from New Hampshire — Ralph deflected —
    wrote the story.

    And so we leave Al Gore to ruminate about the judges.
    The vote was sharply five to four, but seven-two with smudges.
    The folks in robes behind closed doors gave blurred opinions,
    With footnotes that turned poor Al Gore into Samuel J. Tilden.

    The nation now has dynasties that offer us our choices.
    The Bushes, Gores, and Kennedies: they speak with solemn voices.
    And maybe now a new one, for a public so benighted,
    Assuming he stays out of jail, and she won’t get indicted.

    15, 2000

    Gary North is the author of over 40 books, including the 10-volume
    Economic Commentary on the Bible. His books can be downloaded free
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