Because of all the unconventional insanity that has occurred in this election, everyone is too scared to say anything conclusive. But this campaign is over. Oh, sure, if Hillary passed out during the debate, or something equally bizarre happened, then it could change. But barring something extraterrestrial, this is over.

Trump was on a glide path to win three weeks ago. Then he had a poor first debate, followed by a debate on the exact weight of Miss Universe, followed by the famous bus ride with Billy Bush, followed by 10 women coming forward, followed by a terrible first 15 minutes of the second debate, followed by the brilliant “rigged election” strategy. This goose has cooked himself.

It is now out of Trump’s hands. He could have a brilliant and disciplined final three weeks, and he still would not win. The damage has been done, the race has taken its final turn.

As the Gordon Lightfoot song says, “at 7 p.m. a main hatchway caved in.” That’s where we are, sinking into the icy waters of Lake Superior.