Count me in, or better yet, paint me a shade of Galt. I’m gone. the only thing stopping me from changing my party affiliation is my unquenchable thirst for revenge during the primaries.
“Revenge is a dish best served cold”, as the Klingons would say.
Actually I am standing pat but voting for no one from here out. They want to let it go, fine by me as I will watch this place go over the dam. It has happened to other nations in the past. The best part will be knowing me and my family will survive and I will get the pleasure of watching all those who are riding high now fall off their horses.
Supposedly this is an old chinese proverb: if you sit on the banks of a river long enough, you will see the body of your enemy float by. Of course I will have a fishing pole when it happens!