National Decline Is A Choice (And A Choice I Will Only Choose For Democrats)

Imagine you're me: a foster child, raised all alone, in a world of American violence, madness, and mayhem.

All you want, is to do right by your people, and your nation.

But, somehow, that means standing with quacks.

Standing with con artists (identified, by science, as peddling stupidity).

Standing for nothing.

Instead, one day, I think we'll gain more from dancing on this bitch's grave.