If the way out is through, then this whole fucking country is flunking the Marshmallow Test.
How such a stupid, undisciplined, lazy, complacent rabble can survive as a great nation is unclear to me. Our best are idiots. Our average are sheep.
In my more melodramatic moments I like to strike a pose (in my mind) and imagine I am channeling an Old Testament prophets. Since that is absurd, it makes me feel better.
Well, mid-afternoon: time for my morning shower. You know, because.