Political campaigns are like military campaigns without the heavy artillery. Plus they have an agreed-upon end date. At least, it used to be agreed-upon, before Donald Trump and his ilk.
So traditionally, the day before an election is the last day for activists to hope without knowing whether the outcome will have made it all worthwhile. It’s the final day that the opposing campaigns can fully commit themselves to the battle with everything they’ve got because one way or another, the next day is judgement day.
So there is one final, frenetic push to get out the vote, rally the troops, and make one last appeal to the voters for support.
By contrast, Election Day itself will probably feel weirdly calm. The campaigns finally do come to an end even though this may not be the actual day the result is known.
Mail-in ballots, slow counting methods, the razor-thin majorities that seem to prevail in many major contests plus challenges all could delay the result.
But regardless of all that, Monday is the last day before whatever is going to happen happens. And that would be today.
Everybody involved in the battle feels an overwhelming sense of anticipation. Hope is balanced by dread. One way or another, for those who have committed themselves to this battle, very soon it will be time to seek shelter from the storm.
Today’s Links: (6/6/22 — (36 stories from 21 sources)
In San Francisco, Democrats Are at War With Themselves Over Crime — Fueled by concerns about burglaries and hate crimes, San Francisco’s liberal district attorney, Chesa Boudin, faces a divisive recall in a famously progressive city. (NYT)
Progressive Prosecutor Movement Tested by Rising Crime and Angry Voters —San Francisco District Attorney Chesa Boudin and other prosecutors advancing progressive measures around the U.S. face electoral challenges (WSJ)
Chesa Boudin’s recall is in the national spotlight. S.F. voters could decide much more than his fate (SFC)
If criminal justice reform can't survive in San Francisco, can it survive anywhere? (LAT)
Woodward and Bernstein thought Nixon defined corruption. Then came Trump. (WP)
Trump’s Ukraine impeachment shadows war, risks GOP response (AP)
Putin warns United States against supplying Ukraine longer range missiles (Reuters)
Ukraine Counterattack Takes Back Parts of Key Donbas City (WSJ)
As Battles Rage, Ukraine Rejects Macron Plea Not to ‘Humiliate’ Russia (NYT)
Ukraine’s volunteer ‘Kraken’ unit takes the fight to the Russians (WP)
Ukraine Is Struggling to Export Its Grain, and Here’s Why (WSJ)
As Ukraine loses troops, how long can it keep up the fight? (AP)
Ukrainian President Zelenskiy visits front-line troops (Reuters)
U.S. skeptical U.N.-Russia talks will free trapped Ukrainian grain (Politico)
Five ways Russia's invasion may play out (BBC)
Finland’s spy chief surprised at lack of Russian reprisals over Nato bid (Financial Times)
3 dead, 14 shot in mass shooting in Chattanooga, Tennessee (ABC)
As gun violence marks America, mayors wonder which town will be next (WP)
The Mass Shootings Where Stricter Gun Laws Might Have Made a Difference (NYT)
Buttigieg sees 'insanity' in reaction to gun violence (Politico)
More than 50 people are feared dead in an attack on a Catholic church in Nigeria (NPR)
Bangladesh container depot fire claims dozens of lives (NHK)
Afghanistan's misery — Under Taliban rule, Afghans are suffering from widespread hunger, desperate poverty, and brutal oppression. (The Week)
World Bank approves three emergency projects for Afghanistan (Siasat Daily)
What Are the New COVID-19 Omicron Variants BA.4 and BA.5? (Prevention)
Inflation divide: The wealthy splurge, the poorest pull back (AP)
Beware partisan ‘pink slime’ sites that pose as local news (WP)
The idea of working in the office, all day, every day? No thanks, say workers (NPR)
As California's big cities fail to rein in their water use, rural communities are already tapped out (CNN)
What Are Ocean Predators Doing So Deep Underwater? (Atlantic)
The Depp-Heard trial highlights the importance of talking to teens about dating violence (CNN)
How AI Could Help Predict—and Avoid—Sports Injuries, Boost Performance (WSJ)
Digital mapping reveals network of settlements thrived in pre-Columbian Amazon (Guardian)
Area Bird Creeped Out By Bird Watcher (The Onion)
TODAY’s LYRICS:
“Shelter from the Storm”
Bob Dylan
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
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