That I didn’t get to use that pun in a post bemoaning Alabama’s election of a man you wouldn’t trust to coach high school girls volleyball.
But I don’t mind being overly pessimistic at times, because once the worst case scenario is dispatched, whatever remains isn’t as bad.
Congratulations, Alabama. You didn’t elect a known sexual predator. Just barely.
(Year Zero/Day Three Hundred and Twenty-Six)