Trump? Really?
I’ve never been more willing to believe that I’m just having a long, fantastically elaborate (and horrible) dream than I have this past month.
On the one hand I am (morbidly) curious to see what happens. On the other, I expect nothing less than complete disaster, which dampens the curiosity by a factor of about a billion.
It’s like the entire world is getting a lump of coal for Christmas. And I’ve been good this year! Mostly!
