The circus never ends, does it? Another day, another round of bureaucratic musical chairs where the only loser is anyone who still believes in accountability. Swamp drained? More like flooded with the same old alligators in red ties.
Nuclear security handed like a reality show prize to whoever kisses the ring hardest. Let’s play “spot the adult in the room” while the button’s polished by interns. Democracy’s a participation trophy at this point—congrats, we’re all losers.
But sure, keep arguing over which puppet’s lips move better. The rest of us will be over here stockpiling iodine tablets and waiting for the algorithm to suggest bunker decor. Priorities, right?