So by now word's gone down the wire that Mr. Despot is a) deceased, and b) running for president of the United States. Apparently the International Political Party for Assholes (IPPA) has such a shitty membership roll that they felt that their best bet was to go for a dead illegal immigrant felon over one of their own. That's alright, I suppose. I mean, America did elect Nixon, and I'm not sure if he's even human.

It seems, however, that I've been roped into serving as a campaign advisor. The pay is good, but I can't help but feel I've just agreed to serve as captain to an already sinking ship.

I'll keep you informed.