With the summer winding along and fall vaguely looming on the horizon, two great forces align to compete in the ritual fashion.
On the fringes of each camp zealots and True Believers burn effigies and dance to their gods. On the far right of the field of battle directionless Fear rules, on the far left unfocused Angst is emoted. Trembling fingers clutch spasmodically the china walls of genteel Tea cups in Faux colonial halls to the east, to the west scowls wreath the visages of Occupiers of empty lands.
The majority in each camp are at rest, healing from a hard road behind and focusing on a better road ahead.
Who will win, come the chill of November? Will it be the Tea-sipping shut-ins of the Right, the invective-hurling Occupiers of the Left or the vast majority in the Middle?
Consider this a Moderately Open Thread.