I get it now. The whole course of the election’s sounding pretty orchestrated, from the Bernie Sanders gesture to the noble concession, the anointing of the leaders, the Conventions and the clearing of the field for the debates. The contest, the election night, the graceful concession speech.
I don’t really feel a part of it, any more than the British “BREXIT” referendum. It’s been decided.
I’d taken it a little too seriously. It is, after all, pointless. It is merely a topic for late-night talk-show comedy. That’s all a presidential election really is – a regular home game for the fans. Thanks to Rick McKee for the reminder.