ehh

Started a new play through of Inquisition. It’s not like I already have a bunch of unfinished play throughs. But I figured I should add a familiar face to my game.

Once again, someone has fallen out of the Fade, but who?

Lets get a better look.

Could it…. Could it be?

IT’S SANDAL!! He says Hello! He’d also give his a butt a scratch if only his hands weren’t bound.

But, how did he get here?! He sure as hell doesn’t know.

Maybe, Sandal. Maybe.

It’s a very hard choice, I know.

Go easy on him, Cassandra…

We’re all just as confused as you are.

That’s one big fuckin’ enchantment looking thing in the sky.

Apparently somehow you’re going to help close the Breach.

Does this trial involve enchantments?

u ok Sandal?

Sandal is off to save Thedas, one enchantment at a time.

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Every four years, the Electoral College creeps back into the lives of American voters. In some presidential elections, the strange, indirect system used to select the next U.S. president can feel like a formality that doesn’t seem to matter much.

In other elections, it matters very much indeed. This is one of those years.

On Nov. 8, Donald Trump surpassed the necessary electoral votes to become the nation’s president-elect. But if you look at the popular vote, which is the direct number of votes cast, Hillary Clinton beat Trump by about 1 million votes.

He’s the fifth person to win the presidency this way. The most recent was George W. Bush in 2000. The other three times all happened in the 1800s.

Critics Move To Scrap The Electoral College, But It’s Not Likely To Work

Portrait of Hillary Clinton by Sam Spratt

When Obama beat Romney, I’ll admit that I genuinely thought that I was just a bit better than Republicans because “my side” won. I was completely comfortable reducing an incredibly complex list of interwoven issues represented by both candidates to “if you don’t vote Obama, you’re a racist”. I didn’t need to listen to the other side, didn’t need to hear the other story … I just planted my feet, drank bad beer with great packaging in a Brooklyn bar – laughing with friends about how right we were. Mitt didn’t have Hope. Mitt didn’t have Change. Mitt didn’t have a Shepard Fairey poster, how are you gonna be president without a Shepard Fairey poster?

It took Trump to finally burst my liberal artsy New York bubble and realize where I’d fucked up.