… you only have 12 days left to find yourself a functioning brain. I can’t even understand why such people exist – especially in this election – and find it frightening that they are supposedly the ones who tip the scale.
But before I start a diatribe on the subject, I’ll just quote from an article the comedian David Sedaris wrote for the New Yorker:
To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. “Can I interest you in the chicken?” she asks. “Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?”
To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.
You can read the whole thing here.