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The Great American Season Finale (But Not Really)
Every 4 years, it's the same thing. Like clockwork. America, that big, sweaty beast, has a collective breakdown. The election season means signs in the yard & fists in the air. It's go-time for red, white, & blueface. It's the grand finale of democracy, that big, seasonal push to slap on bumper stickers & toss reason out the window. And for me, somehow on the outside, tho I'm still here, I live here, it's the best, trashiest show on Earth.