His skin turns green, and bulging muscles tear his clothing to shreds. He rips the office door off its hinges, then runs down the hallway and through the closed second-story window, landing seemingly unharmed among the shards of broken glass on the street below. Writers appear to be afflicted with NoCNNitis to a more severe degree than any other segment of society, continuing to write pointless drivel about the election long after the court battles have ended. I mean, how can anyone rationally say that we should stop counting simply because we've arrived at a certain date on the calendar. This decision was obviously motivated by political leanings.
Any reasonable person can see that.
No, I'm Scalia.