So now we've learned what happens in a close race here! The Mayoral race was a real nail-biter. Waking up the next morning, we found out that Mr. Incumbent was ahead by 100 votes. 100 votes! Those of you who feel like your vote means nothing might want to consider moving to Israel.
By the end of that day's counting, Mr. Incumbent was ahead by 250 votes and the race was so close that the secondary ballots needed to be counted. These are ballots from disabled people who could not get to one of the handicapped-accessible voting sites, soldiers in the army, and prison inmates (!) (Google told me that, in the US, only Maine and Vermont allow inmates to vote while incarcerated). It was interesting to hear how these groups of people voted: on the outside of each voting envelope, the voter wrote his/her name and national identity number. After the votes were delivered back here, the identity information was recorded at the polling places. The voting slips were then taken out of the envelopes, mixed up and then counted.
And when that was done, Ms. Challenger found out that she had won by over 500 votes! Woohoo!
Frankly, why anyone wants a job in politics is beyond me, but being Mayor of this city, which has a population about a diverse as I can imagine there being, seems like a particular challenge. b'eH Ms. Challenger, erm, I mean "Ms. Mayor" will do a great job and be able to implement the vast majority of her expansive platform. Welcome aboard, Ms. Mayor!
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