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I remember 2016. Was it only a 9 years ago? This has been a strange almost-decade. Yet, here we are again. This was on Harrison & Racine, by the UIC Pavilion. In this round, 9 years after, he's now seated as the President of the United States, again.

Sincerely, a feat I thought it could only happen in jest.

it did only start in jest a grievous slight taken at a joust, of sorts. the white house correspondents dinner, of course! [Edit by: Elle Borje]

I saw a comment on a Youtube video in regards to Musk earlier this week. It read "How do we get back to the normal timeline from the villain timeline?" and over thousands of thumbs-up taking the comment to the top of the section where it would aggregate more comments and likes, maybe even dislikes, but engagement overall. Isn't that what this new world is about? Engagements? Regardless of goodness or bad, it is simply connected, valued, seen. Just as the new leaders show us, now. Poise and sophistication is no longer necessary; it may even be frowned upon. We are in a cultural agreement that those ideals mean lies. It means deceit. It means thought of to play you like a fiddle. That's why brash, harsh, and violent rhetoric, now, is praised for being raw and real. To be "honest," to be without thought, without motive.

Fair?

I disagree wholeheartedly.

I worry this state of misunderstanding is leading our world further down a path of pain. This feeling that intelligence and grace is an illusion, and therefore the truth lies in ruthlessness and brutality. As per the comment that pondered why we are trapped in the timeline of the villains. No longer do people believe in heroes. We see the stars hath fallen, and we've began to lose faith. The glitz and glamor have faded, and we are left with burnt-out rocks floating and raging through the empty void.

There exists another folly, that the stars we held above were the heroes we needed. We were tricked by the stories they told us through the silver screens, the television boxes, the highly intelligent phones. We bought into the narratives that they directed and acted, and so we believed in a false reality.

This is not the fault of these stars, these playmakers, these directors. The fault is in us to have become so lazy to remember the truth. I argue we as a society had fell to the sin of sloth, and allowed the world to feed us, rather than for us to hunt and consume. To find what we truly need to be better.

Even in these elections of leaders, we place our lives upon these characters, and we choose them from such simplistic views. We allow these cheap carnival games to feel like the hundreds we spent was worth that five dollar stuffed animal prize.