"What a fool I was, what a dominated fool"

...to think that I would be so fortunate as to be able to escape the political rants after the election was over for at least a blessed 3.5 years. *$&#$(#$#@!#@#

That's it! I'm moving to the moon.

My tribute to all the blossoming internet pundits:

No, my reverberated friend,
you are not the beginning and the end.

There'll be spring every year without you.
[The US] still will be here without you.
There'll be fruit on the tree.
And a shore by the sea.
There'll be crumpets and tea without you.

Art and music will thrive without you.
Somehow Keats will survive without you.
And there still will be rain on that plain down in Spain,
even that will remain without you.
I can do without you.

They can still rule with land without you.
[Capitol Hill] will stand without you.
And without much ado we can all muddle through without you.

Without your pulling it the tide comes in
Without your twirling it the Earth can spin
Without your pushing them, the clouds roll by
If they can do without you, ducky, so can I!

...I can stand on my own without you
So go back in your shell
I can do bloody well

Without you!

(from My Fair Lady)