Your mother warned you.
Didn't she? Hmmmm?
And yet... some idiots had to go pulling on threads. Hillary's private mail server. The Weiner laptop. All those e-mail archives that Wikileaks got from somewhere-or-other.
And, guess what? A lot of threads turn out to be woven together. Keep pulling at the loose ones, and you never know what will unravel.
So the e-mail investigation initially went nowhere... because, as it seems, the Attorney General was actively preventing the FBI from doing its job. But pull on another thread, and things start happening again - including revelations about the original investigation.
And - funny, that! - there turn out to be a lot of personal and business relationships in the governmental weave. High-ranking law-enforcement officials are buddies with politicians and their hangers-on, and their spouses run for office and get large campaign contributions from the big fishes' funding networks. Makes it a little difficult to have faith that the laws will be enforced against the influential and well-connected.
Then we find out that a lot of other prominent people are, in one way or another, tangled up in all this. And some of them were working as Party officials and as TV-network political commentators at the same time, and, curiously enough, didn't always keep their jobs separate.
Looks like the thread-pulling may have reached critical mass, and things may go all to pieces in a great hurry.
And, remember: the big financial institutions are heavily invested in Hillary. All around the freaking world. They've paid a lot for influence, and for a sneak preview of the policies she wouldn't tell the public about (loose monetary policy, easy importation of cut-rate labor, presumably a lack of enforcement of regulations where preferred megacorps are concerned, that sort of thing), and they've been making plans based on all this.
SMOD might be less disruptive than the Great Unraveling that's now underway, and the outcome of Tuesday's election will have little if any effect. It is, as the Vorlon said, too late for the pebbles to vote.