The shit is already hitting the wires about the next election. The beasts are barely contained and slavering at the inevitable ratings fest that will follow. For some reason, people listen to this deranged megaphone, this mad mouthpiece, that cares not what or why it spouts, only that the people attend.
Fucking hell, stop clapping, look away, cease to believe in it, and let this derranged mutant cousin of Tinkerbell DIE. What would you do if a chihuahua with a used car lot speaker in place of its head kept following you spouting "CARE ABOUT THIS FOR CIVIC DUTY!" at you? The correct answer is to club the cyborg mongrel to unidentifiable death with a length of rusty iron bar.
Anyways, not regarding how it is vomited into our laps, the greater presentation circus is confusing the issue at hand. Can anyone make a consciencious and moral decision amidst such bulshittry though? Of course not. Just like last time, w're going to be subjected to sensationalist flashbangs, scandalous strobes, and scabrous stories until we hurriedly punch a ballot, and stagger out like a puritan who has been mercifully released from the buggery shack while he still has capacity for movement.
Even unbiased and accurate reporting (A cryptid of idealist thinking), could not tell us anything. The donations landing politicians in various interest's pockets, and backstage blowjobs to get nominations or cred have confused the situation beyond comprehension.
For fucksake, let's try to choose something more concrete than jam tomorrw wrapped in a label saying "Hope" this time.
(Put Palin back too please.)