so an explorer is going exploring in the mountains, when a mountain lion pounces on them and starts ripping out their entrails.
a mountaineer comes along and is like oh wow, should I get that mountain lion out of you, sport, pop a herbal poultice in there for ya?
and the explorer goes hmm, i’m not sure how effective a herbal poultice will be, and does it have dock leaves in it? dock leaves give me gas.
and the mountaineer says well okay, but right now you have a mountain lion ripping out your entrails, so, do you want to maybe replace that with a nice poultice?
and the explorer says well gee, don’t you have some proper bandages, maybe an operating theatre? I really want to nail down how unhappy I am with this poultice
and the mountaineer says well all of those things would be really nice to have but what I actually have right now is a herbal poultice so, like, would you like that, or the mountain lion which, I have to remind you, is disembowelling you as we speak.
and the explorer says well, hey, i’m not really concerned with this mountain lion for some inexplicable reason, and I’m really JUST not sure I can plump for this poultice, y'know? It just seems an inadequate solution to the bleeding I’m experiencing. Maybe come back if you build me an operating theatre?
and the mountaineer fucked off and left the explorer to be eaten by a mountain lion and the last thought the explorer had was “golly fucking jeepers if only that poultice hadn’t been so inadequate I wouldn’t have been EATEN BY A MOUNTAIN LION”
THAT’S THE 2017 ELECTION
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