Our two leading parties have been taking turns slow fucking us for as long as I remember, but we still line up year after year to vote for our favorite sociopath. Drives me up a wall. If I had one wish, I’d wish that every person in the US would have their eyelids taped open once every election season, and be forced to watch the Simpsons Treehouse of Horror episode where Kodos and Kang run for president by body snatching Bill Clinton and Bob Dole.
Then Jen would bonk me on the head and ask why I didn’t wish for a luxury submarine or a donut tree instead.
And she’d be right.