This contest is dead. It's not pining for the fjords, it's not resting. It has ceased to be. Its head has been removed form its body, and thrown through a brush chipper. The headless body has been quartered and sent to the four corners of the British Empire to be impaled on pikes, and displayed in front of Greeley's Saloon.
Awww, I'm just fuckin' with ya. I know the poll makers have stuff to do, they may even have a life.