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This Election Has Been Like a Piece of Thrilling Live Theatre, and Yes, I Do Have a Trust Fund, Why?

by Zach Raffio. @zachraffio.

The 2020 presidential election is coming to a close, and it’s safe to say that this entire experience has felt more and more like a living, breathing piece of complex theatre - and I for one have been thrilled to sit back and enjoy the ride! And, yes, since you’re asking - I do have a trust fund, why do you ask?


Between the corrupt, chaotic Donald Trump, and the strong-willed Joe Biden, we have two polar opposite leads constantly butting heads. I’m on the edge of my seat watching every move these two make - it’s truly breathtaking, and things have joyfully grown more outlandish and thick with theatrical gusto as things progressed. Also, I should clarify something about the trust fund.


I actually have three; one from each parent and an extra fund from my grandfather, who is 128 but still alive because my family has access to medication which makes that possible.


Let’s forget about the leads for a second - how about that supporting cast?!


Harris, Pence, Mitch McConnell - it’s incredibly fun to mold them into theatrical archetypes, especially if you largely ignore their actions and, in the case of the latter two, any damage they’re doing to the American people. Heck, McConnell almost reminds of an older Elliott Gould. I’m typing this from my family’s villa in France by the way - no no, the one on the west coast, not the north.


The best part? It may not even be over soon!


This election could very well be a one-act, or, if the GOP intervenes with an unfathomably dangerous level of democratic destruction, we may be looking at this Election Day as simply the intermission in an multi-act play almost more fun than Long Day’s Journey Into Night.


So, no matter which way you’re voting (I’m not, by the way), I hope you reflect on the last year as you would on an immersive, exciting, little-to-no-consequence evening of heart-pumping live theatre. Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for my daily lunch of quail eggs, caviar, and pure, unfiltered train fuel.