toe gaan ons vir die 'cool guy'

So, ons word wakker in 'n nuwe wereld. 'n Amerika met 'n nuwe President-elect, die Amerikaners het gepraat....
Amper die helfte van die mense in Amerika, is nie baie gelukkig vandag nie, die ander, net oor die helfte is in ekstase, saam met die res van die wereld.
Ek weet nie wat dink ons troepe en die Amerikaanse Jode, wat in Israel bly, vandag nie, meer as 70% in beide groepe, het hom nie gekies as President nie.
Feit is, ons het hom en hy is gelukkig, dat konserwatiewe mense nie op riots gaan nie.
Nee, ons is mos bitter en klou vas aan ons gewere en ons geloof, soos ons nuwe President-elect, nie so lank terug, gese het nie, maar ten minste hou ons onsself in.
So, nou sit ons en wag dat hy die wereld begin gesond maak, dit is mos wat hy belowe het.
Hy kan begin by die President van Somalie, wat al klaar hoop dat hy die probleme in sy land gaan kom uitsorteer of hy kan begin om petrol in Peggy se kar te gooi, of haar huisverband af te betaal.
Sy was een van die opgewonde ondersteuners waarmee 'n onderhoud gedoen is nadat ons President-elect, een van sy toesprake gehou het.
Ek voel nogal vandag soos ek gevoel het toe die ANC aan bewind gekom het in SA, verlig dat swart mense nou kan ophou om 'witmense' te blameer vir al hulle probleme, of in hierdie geval liberales wat konserwatiewes blameer.
Ons is bang, regtig bang vir wat 'n Obama presidensie aan Amerika gaan doen, hy het belowe hy gaan ons steenkool produksie so hoog belas, dat dit bankrot sal raak. Hy het belowe om energie pryse te laat 'skyrocket', dit is nie wat Amerika, nou nodig het nie.
Hy is daarop uit om klein besighede so hoog te belas, dat hulle nie sal kan voortbestaan nie, die Yank werk vir een van daardie, so ons voel dit aan ons lyf.
Die Yank, het amper 'n hartstilstand gekry, toe hy gesien het wat Sen. Obama se belasting behels vir Amerika, net 'n voorbeeld, hy wil mense wat geld erf so hoog belas, dat omtrent 40% van die erfgeld, na die staat toe gaan.
Hy glo ook, dat daar nie genoeg reperasie gedoen is aan swart mense na slawerny nie, selfs al is slawerny alreeds in 1856 beeindig.
Dit is interressant dat meeste mense wat gevra is, gese het dat een van die redes dat hulle vir hom gestem het, was omdat hy swart is, ten minste het Amerika aan die wereld gewys dat dit nie so rassisties is soos wat hulle gedink het nie.
Dan weer, een of ander swart persoon, het die ander dag gese dat Amerika steeds rassisties is, want Obama is net half swart....
Wat help dit egter om die goedkeuring van die hele wereld te he, as jou eie land bankrot raak.
Daar was sprake dat Wallstreet net gewag het vir 'n McCain oorwinning, om te herstel, maar dat dit dieselfde sal bly, met 'n Obama oorwinning, ons sal moet sien wat gebeur.*
Een ding waaroor ek baie bly is, is dat die Bush- en Palin-bashing (miskien) nou sal stop, ek het geleer hier in Amerika, dat liberale mense net 'tolerant' is, wanneer 'n mens saamstem met waarin hulle glo, anders verander hulle in die vreemdste wesens, wat die aakligste haat kan uitspuug, wat ek nog ooit aanskou het.
Gelukkig sal ons nou ook nie Hollywood sterre en feministe by vensters sien uitspring of in massas Kanada toe sien verhuis nie, dit is altyd 'n bonus.
Die meeste mense in Amerika, hoop vandag dat ons nuwe President-elect, nie regtig so ver links is soos sy rekord se nie, ek dink egter die wat hoop dat hy al sy beloftes in sy toesprake gaan nakom, gaan lank wag.
So, baie geluk met die oorwinning President-elect Obama, ons sal jou ondersteun, want ons glo dat 'n President dit verdien en nie die 'bashing' wat gewoonlik deur die liberales aan 'n konserwatiewe President toegedien word, die hele tyd wat hy aan bewind is nie.
Natuurlik wil ons jou suksesvol sien, want ons is lief vir hierdie land en hierdie nasie en Amerika verdien dit.
Bo alles egter, sal ek vir jou bid, want ja, ek is een van daardies wat vasklou aan my geloof.

Dankie ook aan almal wat gebid het vir ons verkiesing.

Die foto hier bo is soldate en offisiere tydens WWI, dink net die ongelooflike werk wat ingegaan het in die koreografie, om die beeld te vorm, in daardie tyd waar hulle mos nie al die tegnogologie gehad het wat ons vandag het nie.
Kliek op die foto, dit is regtig iets besonders.

****Opgedateer- 6 Nov 2008
Gaan kyk HIER, wat Wallstreet toe se.
mmmm, interressant......

demokrasie

nou vir die lang wag...

ek is geseend

Vandag is ek gevul met 'n vreugde en 'n dankbaarheid, wat groter is as my hart en my wese.
Ons het 'n wonderlike, geseende lewe, 'n dak oor ons koppe, kos om te eet, mense om lief te he, goeie gesondheid en SO baie meer!
Daar was 'n poll geneem, hier in die US 'n paar weke gelede, waarin 91% mense se dat hulle ontevrede is met die lewe in Amerika. Dit is vir my ongelooflik hoe hierdie mense kan kla, terwyl hulle steeds in een van die mees bevoorregte lande in die wereld bly.
Hulle het vryheid, werkloosheid is net 6%, as 'n mens kyk na die hoeveelheid nuwe karre wat hulle elke jaar koop dan is dit skokkend.
Hulle bly in kasarms en hou net aan koop...
Iemand skryf nou die dag in 'n artikel dat sy by 'n winkelsentrum was en die mense het so gekoop dat sy gewonder het of Kersfees vroeer aangebreek het.
Dit, terwyl ons veronderstel is om in baie erge finansiele moeilikheid te wees. Hierdie mense weet nie wat dit is om in armoede te leef nie, maar hulle weet hoe om te kla.
Dit help ook nie dat sekere politici aanhou om hulle te vertel hoe gebroke hulle wereld is nie.
Dit is vir my ongelooflik dat Amerikaners op die drumpel staan van 'n verkiesing waarin hulle heel moontlik met 'n so te se, sosialistiese regering gaan opeindig.
Dit is ook opmerklik, dat mense in die res van die Westerse wereld, self nie Sosialiste aan bewind wil sien in hulle eie lande nie, maar wel vir Amerika wil kom vertel vir wie hulle moet stem.
Hulle wil egter 'change' he, dit maak nie saak dat hulle nie regtig weet wat daardie 'change' gaan wees nie.
Ek wonder wat hierdie verspotte, bedorwe brokke sou gedoen het, as hulle Oos-Europa en Rusland, gesien het, net nadat die Sosialiste daar tot 'n val gekom het. Ek het, en dit was nie 'n mooi prentjie nie...
Toevallig kom ek op hierdie bloginskrywing af vanoggend .An ungrateful nation, dit nadat ek al die afgelope week vir my vriende probeer vertel het hoe geseend ons steeds is. Dit is 'n wonderlike essay oor wat Amerikaners nog het om voor dankbaar te wees.
Iets wat ek geleer het terwyl ek in Europa gebly het en nou hier, is dat Europeers en Amerikaners baie dinge, wat ons in Afrika as 'n VOORREG sien, sien as 'n REG.
Ek wil dit ook net duidelik maak dat die Yank en ek glad nie welaf is nie, ons leef 'n eenvoudige lewe, probeer om nie skuld te maak nie en leef binne die perke van ons inkomste, ons koop nie huise en karre wat ons weet ons nie sal kan afbetaal nie en dan blameer ons die regering as ons bankrot raak nie.

So, ek wou net se dat my hart sing van vreugde vandag.
Kyk na hierdie interressante film wat ek raakgeloop het:

Beached from Keith Loutit on Vimeo.
Gaan kyk hier by
Keith Loutit hoe hy werklike mense en voorwerpe, soos skepe fotografeer en dit laat lyk na modelletjies. Hy gebruik ook 'stop motioning' verfilming om die regte effek te kry.

sout van die aarde ouers

Ek het alreeds tevore genoem dat ek nooit in my wildste drome gedink het dat ek ooit 'n Amerikaner sal word of enigsins een sou WOU word nie.
Die lewe loop egter vreemde paaie met 'n mens en deesdae is ek in die proses van presies dit. Ek was nooit vreeslik erg oor Amerikaners nie, het gedink dat hulle sommer ou grootbekke is, wat altyd dink dat hulle beter is as ander.

Die Yank het vir my begin skryf en ek het gedink, okay, ek sal terug skryf en my mooi gedra en nie praat of baklei, oor Bush en die oorlog in Irak nie, net oor boeke en fliek en wéreldreise praat. Hy het egter gou agter gekom hoe die wind waai, hy sé dat hy op 'n stadium gedink het, mmmm, sy hou nie baie van Amerikaners nie...

Gelukkig het die man uithouvermoé en het hy maar deurgedruk en aangehou skryf! Gou was ek beindruk met sy geloof in God, waardes, talente, siening van die wéreld, humorsin, belesenheid en beresenheid. Sy eposse was vol met van die mooiste woorde wat ek al gehoor het, ek het elkeen gehou en probeer hom steeds aanmoedig om 'n boek te skryf.
Ja, ek was so beindruk dat ek na die ander kant van die wéreld getrek het en dus nou besig is om 'n Amerikaner te word.

Hier sien ek 'n sy van Amerikaners wat ek nooit oor gedink het nie, ek kry te doen met elke dag se mense, die sout van die aarde, nie die liberale Hollywood tipe, die anti-oorlog, pro-aborsie linksgesindes nie, maar elke dag se mense wat die pot aan die kook probeer hou en klere aan hulle kinders se lywe wil sien.
Ek het hier geleer hoe na aan die Afrikaner kultuur hulle is, en nou praat ek ook nie van die vreeslike konserwatiewe regsgesindes wat dikwels neig na rasisme nie. Ek praat van eevoudige, goeie mense, wat vir elkeen'n plekkie in die son gun, natuurlik weet ek niemand is volmaak nie, maar 'n mens moet érens begin.

So, waar gaan ek heen met die relaas, 'n ander ding wat ek nooit wou doen nie, is om politiek te praat op my blog...
Ek, soos die hele wéreld het die storie oor Sarah Palin, die nuwe visie president kandidaat van McCain met gretige oé gevolg die afgelope week. Wat ek sien is 'n plat op die aarde vrou, 'n ma, 'n Christen, iemand met hoé waardes en iemand om te respekteer. 'n Vrou wat nie haar abnormale swangerskap beeindig het nie en wat haar swanger, ongetroude, tienderjarige dogter ondersteun. Iemand wat kan veg vir Jan Alleman.

Toe, met my lees op die net oor haar, kom ek op hierdie artikel af, dit handel oor haar ouers en ek het dit so geniet, dat ek dit moes deel. Hulle laat my so baie dink aan my eie ouers en ook aan my skoonouers.
Plat op die aarde mense, sonder pretensie, wat hulle kinders groot gemaak het na, aan die natuur en met goeie waardes.
Natuurlik sal enigiemand iets kry in die artikel waarvan hulle nie hou nie, ekself ondersteun nie die feit dat haar pa 'n jagter is nie, want ek is 'n vegetarier, maar dit maak nie van hom 'n slegte mens nie.
Ek moes lag oor die bumper sticker wat hy glo tevore op sy ou trok gehad het:

VEGETERIANISM:
Indian, for a bad hunter...

Sien, toe praat ek toe tog politiek en die Yank lag vir my, want ek is meer begeester en obsessief met Amerikaanse politiek as wat hy is.

Foto's en artikel oor Sarah Palin se ouers, hier.

ouers

Natural first parents (11/18/2007)
Chuck and Sally Heath's lives emphasize an affinity with wilderness

By MELISSA DeVAUGHN | mdevaughn@adn.com / Anchorage Daily News

Published: November 18th, 2007 05:57 AM


Think Gov. Sarah Palin is an interesting person?

You haven't met Chuck and Sally Heath, the Wasilla couple responsible for bringing Alaska's first female governor into this world. From hunting and hiking to fishing and skiing, there's very little Alaska's first parents have not tried outdoors. And at 69 and 67, respectively, they show no signs of slowing down.

"When it comes to taking advantage of all of Alaska's amazing outdoor opportunities, they seize those opportunities -- spring, summer, winter and fall," said Palin of her parents. "They go without a lot of sleep, I think, but they still have more energy than anybody else I know.

"You can't ever catch them just lying around. They're scrubbing a fossil or stuffing a bird or doing some kind of arts and crafts with fur they've found."

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Even the Heath home on a quiet cul-de-sac off the Palmer-Wasilla Highway makes it immediately apparent that any contact is apt to be an adventure.

There is "stuff" everywhere. Chuck Heath is a retired schoolteacher and absolutely unable to discard things that might one day prove useful. The home is a natural history museum that also happens to house a couple of people.

In the front yard is a gigantic 20-foot tower the shape of a Christmas tree, made entirely of discarded moose and caribou antlers. Chuck has no idea how many -- at least a few hundred. The pile just sort of kept growing.

Along the side of the house leading to the garage are old floats, buoys, signs and other flotsam and jetsam the Heaths have picked up on their many adventures.

And there have been many.

They've trapped rats in the South Pacific. They've floated rivers in Africa.

They've shooed birds off runways in the Pribilofs. They've hunted moose off the Denali Highway. They've cracked apart massive rocks hiding intricate fossils inside.

Oh, yeah. They both are former marathoners too -- Chuck did the Boston Marathon, while Sally finished Anchorage's Mayor's Marathon.

FEELING AT HOME

On a sunny Wednesday morning, Chuck Heath sits at the bar in his kitchen, trading stories and sharing photos of a recent hunting trip with his longtime friend Adrian Lane. Lane, a former student when Heath taught in Idaho, moved to Alaska in 1984.

The two have been hunting partners since.

Sally Heath, always smiling, slid a plate containing a slice of carrot cake across the counter, followed by a cup of coffee.

Not one to let her guests go unattended, she keeps little snacks on hand -- tiny pigs-in-the-blanket, bits of chocolate, whatever small appetizer she may have. Guests in her home feel immediately welcome, invited to stay as long as they please.

The Heaths came to Alaska in 1964, hauling their belongings up the Alaska Highway from Idaho.

The future governor was just 2 months old. Her brother, Chuck Jr., was just out of diapers. Heather was still a toddler, and Molly was yet to come.

Chuck moved his family north because he wanted adventure. He'd always been an outdoors sort of fellow, and Alaska's mystique called to him.

"I had a fishing pole in one hand and a gun in the other," he said. "I guess I still haven't put them down."

At the time, Alaska was in serious need of educators. This was before the oil boom, and the sparsely populated state was growing.

"I applied all over Alaska but took the job in Skagway," he said. "We had three little kids and one on the way. It was interesting."

That's where Heath discovered trapping.

"One of my neighbors in Skagway would show off these animals and furs he had," Heath said.

Soon, Heath was out on his own, hunting sheep, moose and whatever he could target, as well as learning about trapping.

A few years later, the Heaths relocated to Southcentral, first in Eagle River and eventually in Wasilla. At the time, there was not much to Wasilla, and Palin said she remembers being outdoors was a big part of family life.

"We spent almost every Sunday in the winters up at Hatcher Pass, cross-country skiing, or ptarmigan hunting on cross-country skis," Palin said. "And summertime, because both my parents ran marathons, we spent on family runs, even running up Hatcher Pass.

"We really didn't have a choice and it never seemed like a burden or a bother, it was just our Sunday afternoon routine."

MAKING MEMORIES

Looking back, Palin appreciates the many adventures she had with her parents and siblings.

"Once in the early '70s, the six of us went caribou hunting and we had stripped the meat and hung the meat overnight right near our tents," she recalled. "I remember waking up in the middle of the night to the bears scratching on our tent and Dad hustling us into the car, an old Valiant.

"We spent the night there, all of us crammed into that car, watching the bear taking our meat."

Another time, when she was in junior high, Palin remembers her father waking her for an early-morning bird hunt. Bleary-eyed, she got out of bed and followed Dad to a lake and got into a canoe.

"He'd get us up at 3 in the morning, and we were sitting in the canoe and I remember shotgun pellets plopping all around us," she said. "He'd say, 'Alright, just duck, don't worry about it. You're not going to get hurt; they're just pellets.' "

Early-morning hunts were commonplace with Chuck. Another time, he dragged the kids out of bed to go moose hunting before school. He got one quickly and began butchering it, while Palin, then in high school, assisted.

"As he was butchering it, he asked me to hold the moose eyeballs because he was going to bring them into the classroom that morning (for a lesson), and I just couldn't do it," she said. "He was really sympathetic."

Remnants of those many outings are captured throughout the Heath home.

On a wall leading downstairs to the family room are photos of the Heath family camping, skiing, running, hunting, fishing and boating. In one, Palin is aiming a rifle at a faraway caribou. In another, big brother Chuck is posing with a fish.

In a third, Chuck Sr. is running a marathon.

Every table and shelf space is crammed with natural history specimens -- evidence of one adventure or another.

There are tables of fossils Chuck and Sally found on four-wheeler outings near Gunsight Mountain.

There are glass floats they have salvaged off the Prince William Sound shoreline.

"These glass balls we found in Port Heiden," he said, pointing to one that is purple, not the aqua green that many people find these days. "I researched it, and found that the purple balls are from Norway. The rolling-pin shaped ones are from Japan.

"Korea," he said, holding up an amber-colored ball, ". . . (it) is made from recycled sake bottles."

Hanging along the railing of the house's loft are enough furs to keep a village warm.

Chuck Heath can identify each one -- and its origin. There are seals, otters, foxes, wolves, beaver and wolverines. Even a cougar.

There's a story in almost every item. The antlers with the scratches? They're from squirrels, which gnaw on the hard antlers for nutrition, he said.

The chunk of what looks like petrified wood? It's a mammoth femur. Right next to it is a mammoth jaw with two upper teeth, two lower teeth. The massive animals used those jaws to grind their food with unimaginable force.

HANDS-ON LEARNING

Sam Gardener remembers Chuck Heath as one of his favorite teachers.

"He was my sixth-grade teacher at Chugiak Elementary," said Gardener, who now runs Hilltop Recycling in Eagle River. "He liked to get us outside doing projects. He was an avid hunter and used to bring in hides and horns -- he'd fill tables and put them on the walls."

"His teaching style was always outdoor-oriented," said Lewis Bradley, who taught with Heath for years and whose son, Travis, had Chuck as a teacher.

"I remember they killed a turkey one year and fixed all the trimmings for Thanksgiving as part of their class. They'd never let you do that nowadays, but it motivated (Travis) and made him want to learn more.

"Life for Chuck and Sally just seems to be one adventure after another."

Bradley, who taught physical education, said he admired Chuck's way of teaching.

"He's always looking for things that are out of the normal," he said. "History and science are what he's really into."

Today, Chuck Heath occasionally fills in as a substitute teacher, and his passion for using nature as a classroom hasn't subsided.

"He'll take his skull collection or other outdoors things into the schools," Bradley said. "A girl might get squeamish and have to leave the room, which is unfortunate. Just to see a skull is repulsive to kids these days."

Education was the focal point of the Heath household.

"Every kid should be so blessed with an elementary school teacher for a dad," Palin said.

She remembers the family had only one old black-and-white television set that could barely pick up a signal.

"He didn't want us watching too much, so he built an addition on the house but didn't put any heat in it," she said. "If we wanted to watch TV, we would have to build a fire in the wood stove, and, of course, we were always too lazy. So we never watched much TV."

ALLURE OF LURES

The Heath garage is now a monument to one of Chuck's favorite pastimes.

Fishing lures, collected over the years from such big rivers as the Susitna to smaller streams like Willow Creek, take up the far side of the garage wall. They are sorted and collected in old glass gallon- and quart-size jars -- more than 100 of them lined like soldiers on shelves Heath built.

"I'll come in here sometimes and there'll be a five-dollar bill or a half a case of beer and a note from one of my buddies, 'I took some lures,'" Heath said.

Heath picks up a jar of pixies, all color coordinated and sorted in a giant glass jar. He's counted them before -- there are about 220. At $2 a pop, that jar alone is worth quite a bit.

"Those fishing lures, when you pick them up, it's like finding two or three dollars at a time. On 'Monday Night Football,' my buddies would come over and we'd sort them while we watched the game. Don't ask me why I do it. The same reason people collect stamps, I guess."

In the basement, Heath has a lure collection that reveals the mentality of many a strong-willed Alaska angler.

One lure is made with a spare key. Another is fashioned out of an old spoon. And there, tacked onto the board, is one made of a bolt, tied to a line and attached to a hook. Others are made out of old tin scraps, a Budweiser can and pieces of bright orange surveyor's tape.

Sally Heath said she's long since given up on controlling Chuck's obsession with collections. For the most part, she accompanies him on his forays into the wilds. She often serves as camp cook, trip organizer or just trail companion. That suits her just fine.

"Chuck and Sally both have got extensive experience in the outdoors, not only hunting and fishing and trapping for their own needs, but they've also been involved in guiding," said Corey Rossi, supervisor of The Wildlife Services Program, a federal agency that operates under the USDA and often provides wildlife control programs for other agencies.

That's why he has assigned them to challenging trapping and other animal-control projects ranging from New York City's ground zero; to Palmyra Island in the South Pacific; to the Pribilofs.

"They also have got a very personable, communicative style about them, which makes them perfect for jobs in remote locations."

"Sally's tough," Bradley said. "She does a lot with him that most women would never do."

UNCHANGED LIVES

Having a daughter as governor hasn't changed the Heaths much. Chuck still goes out lure hunting and driving his four-wheeler in search of the next great fossil.

Sally accompanies him most of the time, and spends time processing the meat he brings in. The family eats much of it, she said. The rest they give away.

They haven't slowed down, despite their age.

This is their life, they said, and they wouldn't change a thing.

"I'm beyond the killing stage with hunting," Chuck said. "Now I'm likely the last one to shoot. But adventure is any undertaking that is dangerous and could result in death. I don't do the real risky things anymore, but I have to be outside. It's a way of life or a tradition. It's what being an Alaskan is.
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RPT-FACTBOX-U.S. stocks on the day after presidential elections

Thu Nov 6, 2008 3:25am

NEW YORK, Nov 5 (Reuters) -

Wall Street hardly delivered a
rousing welcome to President-elect Barack Obama on Wednesday,
dropping by the largest margin on record for a day following a U.S.
presidential contest. The slide more than wiped out the previous day's advance, the
largest Election Day rally ever for U.S. stocks. The following table shows the percentage rise or decline in the
Dow Jones industrial average .DJI, Standard & Poor's 500 index
.SPX and Nasdaq composite index .IXIC on the day after a U.S
presidential election and who won the Election Day vote.


Year Dow S&P Nasdaq President elect
2008 -5.05 -5.27 -5.53 Barack Obama
2004 +1.01 +1.12 +0.98 George W. Bush
2000 -0.41 -1.58 -5.39 No decision: G.W. Bush v Al Gore*
1996 +1.59 +1.46 +1.34 William Clinton
1992 -0.91 -0.67 +0.16 William Clinton
1988 -0.43 -0.66 -0.29 George H. W. Bush
1984 -0.88 -0.73 -0.32 Ronald Reagan
1980 +1.70 +1.77 +1.49 Ronald Reagan
1976 -0.99 -1.14 -1.12 James Carter
1972 -0.11 -0.55 -0.39 Richard Nixon
1968 +0.34 +0.16 --- Richard Nixon
1964 -0.19 -0.05 --- Lyndon Johnson
1960 +0.77 +0.44 --- John Kennedy
1956 -0.85 -1.03 --- Dwight Eisenhower
1952 +0.40 +0.28 --- Dwight Eisenhower
1948 -3.85 -4.15 --- Harry Truman
1944 -0.27 0.00 --- Franklin Roosevelt
1940 -2.39 -3.14 --- Franklin Roosevelt
1936 +2.26 +1.40 --- Franklin Roosevelt
1932 -4.51 -2.67 --- Franklin Roosevelt
1928 +1.20 +1.77 --- Herbert Hoover
1924 +1.17 --- --- Calvin Coolidge
1920 -0.57 --- --- Warren Harding
1916 -0.35 --- --- Woodrow Wilson
1912 +1.83 --- --- Woodrow Wilson
1908 +2.38 --- --- William Taft
1904 +1.30 --- --- Theodore Roosevelt
1900 +3.33 --- --- William McKinley
1896 +4.54 --- --- William McKinley
* George W. Bush ultimately was determined the winner of the 2000
election.
Source: Reuters EcoWin