It's basically over, folks. Maybe some lawyers can pull this one out of their collective asses, but the man over eighty percent of San Franciscans voted against is probably going to be our next President. Oh well. We've got lots of ballot initiatives and some really angry bicyclists. There's that going for us. We feel totally double-crossed by the blogosphere. Once Zogby went for Kerry, we should have known it was all over.

As far as the state elections went, millionaires are bumming, but hey, they can get that Xanax on prescription now. Looks like the Governator will get to cut his own deal with the tribes and get that money for stem cell research, but he couldn't terminate relaxation of three-strikes sentencing guidelines. Don't ever get accused of a felony if you don't want the state to have your DNA on file.

In SF we keep Candlestick, nobody gets money for saving movie theaters, we'll have a higher sales tax to eat away at that higher minimum wage but we get money for housing and a health plan. Nobody we interviewed looks to have won - sorry, guys. Didn't mean to jinx you. McGoldrick, Alioto-Pier, Peskin, Mirkarimi, Elsbernd, Ammiano and Sandoval look to be on the board of supervisors for the coming term - Gavin Newsom should have a lot of fun for the next few years. Most of the local candidates for national office came from the Democratic Party, as was to be expected.

SFist would like to point out that the turnout in our fair city was shamefully low. Really, people, shameful. Don't try to use our incredibly strong marijuana as an excuse. SFist can't say we're not looking forward to a heavy turnout in the streets tomorrow -- we are symbolically against that whole war and all -- but if you're anything like us, it'll be hard enough to get out of the bed in the morning. We hope the people get what they paid for. God Bless America.

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