If a black man can become president of the United States of America (including Mississippi), then surely a white woman (no matter how much I wish the freckles would merge) can become the next leader of the known universe.
It’s not as if I’m asking for all that much, and I would of course be the most benevolent ruler! Tim Tams would become the national food (but only once they had been certified organic), dishes would be abolished, Ikea stores would become the new places for worship and their catalogues the holy Scriptures, and films concerning death via wood cutting implements or buggy things with lots of teeth and nasty dispositions would all be turned into charming mobiles or beer coasters.
Terrorism, meanism, and stupidity are all out.
Joyism, surrealism, and holding hands in the beautiful outdoors under loads of sunscreen, protective layers of clothing, a hat, and some witchazel for the inevitable windburn are all in in in!
Ms proud-to-be-human M.
