At last, at long, long last I have found my candidate. You know, it was the slogan that really did it for me. Years of forced grimaces in lieu of smiles. Forced merriment. Forced hope. Me, I’m settling on force of tentacles. Years of watching anime have at least informed of of their effectiveness, or at the very least their entertainment value. And really, what is politics other than being brutally fucked nine different ways by the elongated protuberances of some malevolent shitheel standing behind a flag? At least this year, if I can’t have good I want soul-crushing evil for all the citizenry.
Because I think it’s funny, and in America the only difference between the news and the TV shows is the quality of the script.