6 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
7 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
8 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
9 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
10 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
11 AM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
12 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
1 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
2 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
3 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
4 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
5 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
6 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
7 PM: "We're DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
8 PM: "We might be less DOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
9 PM: "We're hardly DOOOOOOOOOOMED at all!"
10 PM: "Kerry's DOOOOOOOOOOOOMED!"
11 PM: "Why won't the networks DOOOOOOOOOM Kerry?"
3 AM: "I'm going to bed."
LOL. Hilarious. It was kind of like that, wasn't it? It's just people don't want to admit it.
I admit that for about 1 hour that afternoon, I started to contemplate a President Kerry. Upto that point, for weeks and months I had refused to do that. I was very sure President Bush would win. Then I made a conscious decision to just ignore the exit polls and the gloom-and-doom stuff and just believe the President would win anyway. You call that drinking kool-aid. What a relief when those numbers began to turn our way after that...
We listened to Hugh Hewitt (over the web) all night long -- much better on the nerves -- no panic, great coverage.