Currently toying with the idiotic idea of watching the election "returns" in one of these expensive expat joints downtown. Have I taken leave of my senses. For some reason (moolah) these places have decided to remain open all night serving drinks to Americans who will be rooting for one side or the other like it's the world series. Not sure how anyone will be able to feel like cheering. I think the appropriate emotions will be those you would feel when, following the funeral, you had to decide whom to hang out with, the undertaker or the preacher.

I read that today and now can't recall where. Apologies to the author.

Steve | 22:26 |