A Stranger In The Goldilocks Zone

​        The U.S. midterm elections are over, the significant results are in, and the significant dust has  settled.
         We know that the Democrats won the Senate, but by just one seat, or maybe it will be two after the Georgia race is re-run.

       
​      And we know that the Republicans won the house, but by just a few seats, though maybe they'll pick up a few more, or maybe the Democrats will, by the time all the final votes are counted.

    And, with only the Republican state of Alaska left to call, the final outcome of the governors' races will probably be 24 Democratic governors in this country and 26 Republican governors.

      Now, let's suppose that some stranger from a strange land were to suddenly arrive in our strange land and, having been spared the media monsoon of pre- and post-election commotion, commentary, analysis, assessment,  judgement, inference, conclusion, and the endless typhoon swirl of chatter, were to look at the results of our midterms. 
     Supposing nobody told this stranger that the Republicans were  the midterm losers because they didn't win big enough or that the Democrats were the midterm winners because they didn't lose big enough?
      Suppose this stranger didn't hear any of that barrage of political bombast that we the people are  subject to every day per omnia saecula saeculorum?
      Supposing the stranger simply looked at the results of our midterm elections? What might they conclude?
      They'd probably conclude that this country just had three elections that were so very close that the overall outcome can be deemed a decent compromise for the country: all the citizens who voted must be feeling some disappointment but some satisfaction as well, especially as  neither political  party crushed or greatly outnumbered the other in votes received. And, there being a fairly equal representation of both Democrats and Republicans in the mix, the stranger would surely conclude that it is now the duty of the elected officials to govern in a spirit of compromise, for here is a country truly in the Goldilocks Zone: not too Red, not too Blue, but just right.

  And the stranger would be correct. Now if only our elected officials would get a clue.  ​