The favorite American sport is politics. Even when the maddening crowd says they hate it, they can’t get enough. Reality TV seems pale in comparison, full contact football looks tame in contrast and GPS bombs test safe, as the duds and blanks of representative democracy unfold for all to see. The ravage caused from the process not only spreads collateral damage, it inflict terminal carnage. The notion that a two party system produces opposing options stretches the limits of hallucination. Nevertheless, people cling to the illusion of choice when the reality is unanimity.
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