With 4 days to go until the American polls open, perhaps it is time for those of us north of the 49th to line up along the border with our heads bowed in silence ... waiting until the polls close and the results are in and to assist the potentially fleeing hordes in a literal hands-across-border rescue mission. (Don't worry about Alaska; they're sure to survive pretty much unscathed, just due to geography.)
The situation is a lot like 1968, a year which was almost as violent as this one. Then there was the Vietnam War, with bombing of the North ceasing just before Election Day, the North Koreans were behaving just as badly (remember the USS Pueblo), Martin Luther King Jr and Robert F. Kennedy were assassinated, Eugene McCarthy was beaten bloody by Mayor Richard ("shoot to kill") Daley's police goons at the Democratic National Convention in Chicago, a time to write in Eldridge Cleaver on the presidential ballot in protest, and Richard ("not a crook") Nixon was elected president. Ergo, a familiar scenario — at least to those of us long enough in the tooth to survive and remember it.
