After an election, the shouting goes on for a good bit before eventually subsiding into a disgruntled mutter

It’s all over, bar the shouting. And after an election, the shouting goes on for a good bit before eventually subsiding into a disgruntled mutter. It took a while. It always takes a while here. The British knew their result a few hours after but we were still leaning over railings in warehouses and Big Halls a week later.

That used to annoy me. “What is UP with our voting system? It’s soooo primitive.”