Imagine being a present day late 20-something pothead with unfortunate tattoos and shower curtain rings in your ears and a fishhook in your lip. You've mutilated your body for some dumb counterculture fashion and now nobody will give you a job so you have to live with your mom.
On top of that, you have to be a fat scraggly-beard retard with dorky librarian glasses and a Pinocchio hat. Your whole life is nothing but video games and online porn and hating people that are getting ahead of you -- which is pretty much everyone who didn't 'wake a bake' when they arose from bed at 11:45am and smoked a bowl of marijuana. Wasting your life away like a complete gaywad.
All of a sudden, some creaky old US Senator comes on the teevee and tells you that the big shots have been ripping off America and it's up to you to join him (by doing nothing more than to declare you're 'Feeling the Bern' on that Internet you're always glued to -- often with your own genuine bodily fluids) and save America from itself. You don't even have to lift a fat finger until November of this year at which time you're going to get mountains of all the free stuff the rich guys have been stealing from you your whole life.
When Romney referred to the “47%,” everyone pounded on him. Now it is closer to 50%. As long as the EBT Cards get re-charged every month, who cares? But wait until the cards no longer get re-charged...