I have viewed the 2010 Ford "victory" as an indication of the real divide that exists in amalgamated Toronto, and from my perspective a second victory by Ford (this time as a loner; no Droug Ford in tow) would ignite the real thing, a class war, a giant screaming match that would last for years.
I'm not sure about "for years"--and part of it's because you're simply portraying it in terms of a screaming match. I can see said "class war" escalating in quick time into something *truly* violent; because, well, under the circumstances, screaming's not enough--and the only thing that could hold things back is that, well, we don't have the logistical or cultural infrastructure for massacres or suicide bombings or whatnot. But once something *really* explosive happens, that may sober people up pretty quickly, even erstwhile Ford Nationals.
If Ford does indeed win, my partner and I will have to leave this town. It would be a clear message that downtown elites (and we definitely are downtown elites if you all will please pardon my sarcasm) are not appreciated. I wouldn't want to stick around for the screaming matches. And I have never contemplated leaving Toronto, but there you have it.
And again--don't pussyfoot about it. It isn't the "screaming matches" you fear. It's the potential for worse.
And not only that--it could be from "someone like me". No, I'm not saying
myself myself--more that unlike you, I
haven't the means to leave Toronto. Nor have I the disposition, Ford notwithstanding. Essentially, I'm stuck.
And I'm not alone.
So, I'm speaking--part-strategically, part-empathetically--for a class of person that could well wind up in a hairtrigger situation in the event of Ford More Years. Like, if a Western version of "suicide attack culture" existed here, they could well be candidates for offering themselves up on behalf of whatever--though it'd help if there were an unlikely Osama Bin Manson anti-Ford anarchist capable of gathering and motivating such folks.
Unless even *that's* necessary. And for all I know, what I'm presently writing might be read by some disturbed-or-not individual as a call to arms--so if I've presented myself backhandedly as that critical Osama Bin Manson hairtrigger motivator; well, fate is fate.
And maybe that's good reason to skip town, lest you be a collateral victim.