Elections bring out some weird critters, eh? Folks I’ve never seen in my neighborhood, as in ever, suddenly rock up at Whole Foods, pre-election, wearing a Statue of Liberty spiked crown and Borat’s thong, screaming at me to vote for weed to be legalized while I’m just trying to buy a pint of chicken noodle. Indeed, our elections have become an amazing amalgam of Anonymous auguring for anarchy; Paulbots looking for liberty, RuPaul stumping for trannies, Commies vying for tyranny and that fat, toothless black lady yapping for a free Obama phone, y’all! Truth be told, and I know it’s...