it creeps. the tendency to react, knee-jerk to make a point that's not worth making. a platform for a candidate that never wanted the office. an agenda to promote an idea held not in good conscience or backed up with reason, but reinforced strongly by 'yeah? well' and 'rrrrriiiight'...
it creeps, like the snake constricting its body, tightening tissues slowly until its grasp is inescapable. darwin never planned for a creature this powerful or stupid. it should have never been born of the primordial soup. it should go back from whence it came, with villagers and pitchforks championing a cause worth something for once.
it creeps. it sticks to the back of your car and rides with you everywhere you go, so the whole neighborhood and freeway can immediately tell what you believe. we have all been taxed enough, and you don't want to chip in for the tip. or the wage. okay, maybe just the tip. that's the spirit, right? free markets run by the mafia, and all those collected hands. hunger is an excellent motivator, but it can never trump fear.
it will lie on the floor twitching for years after we chop off its head.

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