I dunno, but if I were Karl Rove I would be very, very afraid.
It's election night. I and a small group of friends are at Ritual Cafe in Des Moines, Iowa. It so turns out that One Iowa is there too, tallying election results. (One Iowa is the largest LGBT advocacy group in Iowa.)
I am tired, way too tired really to be any where in public, but I don't want to spend election night alone. I figure if Mittens is going to steal the election I want to be able to commiserate with friends who will feel the pain with me.
It's a cool night and already dark when I get there about six. I get a chai and a brownie sit down and catch up with some people I haven't seen in a while. It's still a little quiet. The One Iowa people are just getting set up. They have a projector and are getting reports live off the internet.
It starts to get a little busy. The clock ticks slowly to seven and the polls on the east coast start to close. Romney has an early lead, no surprise with the south solidly in his pocket. I hold my girlfriend's toddler for a while and entice him with my tablet while trying to keep him from getting the idea that he might be able to fling it across the room.
Everybody hunkers down for the long haul. Then the first surprise. The AP calls the election results for Tammy Baldwin (running for senator in Wisconsin). This is big news because she is gay. We cheer and applaud loudly with the folks with One Iowa.
Then the results are called in favor of Elizabeth Warren. Another round of cheers and applause. There is another lull and Romney is still ticking ahead. Then news that Todd Akin has lost in Missouri. McMahon and Mourdock have also lost.
People are starting to hunker down for a long night. I am really tired and realize I may have to go home, knowing that I may not know the results until Wednesday morning. Shortly after 10, the results for Ohio start to filter in. And Ohio is called for Obama. Somebody shouts out that Romney needed to win all of the battleground states and the cheers starts as the realization that Obama has won hits us. It isn't even 10:30. I specifically make a comment about Karl Rove not being able to buy this election.
In a daze, I go home and fall into bed exhausted not even aware of the Karl Rove meltdown on Fox News.
After all the dust settled, Rove's return to all those filthy rich conservative donors was almost non-existent. Turd Blossom was definitely having a bad week. He had spent hundreds of millions of dollars on the presidential election and 21 congressional contests; of the 22 races, Republicans only won seven.
And here I was thinking it was going to get ugly on election night. I had no idea.
Wednesday morning, I watch the recaps on MSNBC. I watch Karl Rove's meltdown on Fox News. It is an entertaining moment watching Rove's worldview get hit by the bus, the bus being the real world.
I know there were a number of factors at play in this election; whether it was Romney's willingness to change positions, the Obama campaign strategists, the conversations started by the Occupy Movement, or the Republican unwillingness to embrace anyone who wasn't white, male and Christian.
Republicans got killed in demographics and now Rove will have to answer to his overlords, some of whom undoubtedly have shadowy underworld connections. I have to wonder how long he is for this world. His meltdown on Fox may have more to do with fear than denial.