Note: At the risk of having someone read this and arrange for my incarceration at some clinic run by psychiatrists, I will recount my dream from last night.
All America political parties had disappeared (not, in itself, such a bad thing).
A new party had emerged. It called itself the Punch 'em In The Nose Party. Its followers threw out the old symbols.
No more elephants.
No more donkeys.
No more red hats.
Gone, gone, gone.
Followers of the new party painted their nails a purply red.
Little by little more and hands appeared with the colored nails.
The party seemed to epouse the worst of both the old parties.
Fortunately I woke before it did much damage.
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