But elections always remind me of The Great Election in Missinaba County, chapter 10 in Stephen Leacock’s Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town, published in 1912. This is one of the funniest stories in the book, describing what is probably the 1911 Canadian federal election in the fictional town of Mariposa and the surrounding Missinaba County. I will likely be quoting from Leacock when I preach about anything election-related (without endorsing a candidate or party, of course).
Everybody in Mariposa is either a Liberal or a Conservative or else is both. Some of the people are or have been Liberals or Conservatives all their lives and are called dyed-in-the-wool Grits or old-time Tories and things of that sort... But the one thing that nobody is allowed to do in Mariposa is to have no politics. Of course, there are always some people whose circumstances compel them to say that they have no politics... So with the clergy in Mariposa. They have no politics - absolutely none. Yet Dean Drone round election time always announces as his text such a verse as: "Lo! Is there not one righteous man in Israel?" or "What ho! Is it not time for a change?" And that is a signal for all the Liberal business men to get up and leave their pews.
Similarly over at the Presbyterian Church, the minister says that his sacred calling will not allow him to take part in politics and that his sacred calling prevents him from breathing even a word of harshness against his fellow man, but that when it comes to the elevation of the ungodly into high places in the commonwealth (this means, of course, the nomination of the Conservative candidate) then he's not going to allow his sacred calling to prevent him from saying just what he thinks of it. And by that time, having pretty well cleared the church of Conservatives, he proceeds to show from the scriptures that the ancient Hebrews were Liberals to a man, except those who were drowned in the flood or who perished, more or less deservedly, in the desert.