Okay. So Bucky's gone. Ace was in the bottom three. But so was our boy Elliott. Again. Wrong. Wrong, wrong, fucking wrong. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised, but I am.
Listen. When it comes to really Big and Important shit, the US, over the past several years, has demonstrated a frightening incompetence where voting is concerned.
For some reason though, I figured maybe we'd be able to get a handle on a pop-culture, entertainment show and make some non-moronic, non-assholey choices.
Look. I'm not insane. I know that actually picking a talented winner in this thing isn't going to atone for all the disasters and scandals that the Big, Important election led to. I mean, we're not going to be able to purge this from our national conscience. Nobody's going to forget about this, or this, (oh, or this.) It won't impact this, and it won't change this, or this, or this. The rest of the world isn't going to magically forget about this or this.
We can't jump in a time machine and do this differently. And I haven't got a clue if anything will ever clean up the mess of this.
But, you know. Can we PLEASE just not look like complete jackasses on just this one, little thing? This is supposed to be our area of expertise here, entertainment.
Seriously. Next Tuesday, if he knocks you off your feet, then pick up the phone and vote like yamin it, alright?
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