A Natural Consequence

I was half-watching Downton Abbey with my wife last night, while catching up on the current political news in my feed. Which is most likely why I woke up this morning from a wonderful dream. I don't recall all the details, but the ending...

I was kneeling on a table at the Abbey during a formal dinner, holding Bernie Sanders by the lapels of his suit, repeatedly head-butting him while shouting, "That's because you're an economic illiterate, you slack-jawed imbecile!"  Lord Grantham was mildly annoyed, and testily commented that the entertainment was supposed to come after dessert.

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