This is weird.
The previous President - I would hear his voice on the radio, and I'd start cursing, throw my shoes at the radio.
Our new Beloved President - I listen and take to heart everything he tells me.
So...
Last night, after my Telepath's rehearsal, I flicked on the Idiot Box and heard my Beloved tell me: "The party is over."
Uh oh.
I believe him.
Does this mean I should sell my electric guitar and take up whittling?
Are we all Amish now?