Happy Monday! We are officially one day from being free of this election, and I have never wanted to ghost an entire industry more.
Between the 47 texts a day from people I’ve never met, the emails that somehow know my voting history better than I do, and the family group chat that has turned into a live-action episode of The View, Monday night cannot arrive fast enough.
After that we can return to the questions that actually matter: Who’s bringing the good stuffing for Thanksgiving, and which coaches are getting fired before the turkey’s even cold? Anything to avoid politics. We need recovery time.
Speaking of recovery time, this week’s beautiful women have volunteered to handle the rehabilitation process. The healing begins now.
Monday Maiden
If she’s grading my paper I hope she reads between the lines.
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I cannot recall a time when my energy around Constitutional organization was higher, and my dislike of special interest politics was more intense. We are so far from a Constitutional Republic it is not remotely amusing.
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