When one’s only comfort is that truth is stranger than fiction?
Consider this: Why is it left to the cartoonists to be the ones making sense?
And that, of course, isn’t intended as a sleight against cartoonists; the world would be exponentially worse off without them, since people only listen to jingles and jokes.
But that’s just the thing; through all the strange, dystopian contortion, much of which is simply for the sake of humor, Zach Weiner sticks the punch.
Go. Click. Read.
Oh, and trivia time: Really? Is the tallest candidate still winning?
No, really, is that still true?
Weiner, Zach. Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal. 7 October 2014.