Today's column for the Daily Banter takes a look at the long, strange, infuriating trip that brought us to this day, and how there's just one thing left to do.
Here's the opening shot:
"There’s a scene in the movie 'Alien 3' that’s come to mind several times over the past few days, as the 2012 presidential race finally winds down to an end. Deciding that she’s had enough and reeling from the revelation that she’s pregnant with an alien fetus, a bitter, exhausted Ripley descends into the depths of the prison on Fiorina 161 to confront the creature that’s tormented her for the better part of six decades. As she stalks through the darkness looking for it, makeshift weapon in hand, she says out loud, 'You’ve been in my life so long, I can’t remember anything else.' They’re words that convey emotional devastation, words of utter resignation directed at the seemingly unstoppable evil that’s left her psyche in tatters and has systematically annihilated everything she holds dear.
I know the feeling. I feel the same way about the 2012 race for the White House."
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