Fuckin mood. I feel like one of those jackasses watching the first Manhattan Project tests from afar. There will come a day where I quote Oppenheimer regarding these times; but right now? I just wanna watch the geyser of liberal tears that are certain to occur like the first mushroom cloud to fruit skyward from afar with a pair of binoculars in one hand, and a blunt between the fingers of the other.

Red or blue, doesn’t matter to me. I just know it’s gonna be some fuckery and I can’t wait to watch.