I am scared. Very scared.
The Mayor of London will be on international display for the next four years - starting at the Closing Ceremony this summer when the Games get handed over to us.
In the red corner we have Rabid Ken squaring up against in the blue corner Buffoon Boris a man who dresses like crunchy the clown and only opens his mouth to change feet. But, still, the best of the worst is still the best.
This feels too much like London's George Bush moment to not be depressed.
If Boris wins it will only expose voter ignorance. Except that under Boris ignorance will no longer be bliss.