Hmm...Immediately declarare dem skullduggery the moment the pols show the inevitable drubbing the R's & the Magasaurs are about eat, followed by a real quiet assessment of what Joint Chiefs might be "persuaded" into backing any Oval office refusal to gracefully concede. Then, as the outrage naturally follows, camo-coutured military personnel backed by APCs will quietly begin popping up around larger Dem-voting population centers, crewed by completely torn personnel operating on purposely vague orders issued outside the normal chain of command. The amateur hour scriptwriter in my head keeps attempting to flesh out this intriguing scenario, fueled by increasingly sad vignettes on cable news, night after night. My problem is how to write away from the obvious cliche ending...I'm kind of stumped.
A line will be drawn in this country, and every swingin' buckaroo & buckette in this deservedly troubled land will have choose which side of it they're going find themselves standing on when it all goes sideways.
20-some years ago I learned from a neighbor's kid who worked at Mickey Deez after graduation that every item on their breakfast menu was processed...including their infamous crotch-burning coffee. These days, I've begun to notice how bland fast food and supermarket frozen entries has increasingly become, almost as if they are seeing how much profit they can squeeze from every point of sale by reducing either the size and/or the amount of ALL key ingredients.