Tonight is the big night.

the much-anticipated debate between kamala harris and trump.
think of it like pay-per-view but without the bill.
it’s going to be the most viewed,
streamed,
and dissected event of the year.
some are crossing their fingers for kamala to verbally annihilate him.
others are hoping trump will leave her stumbling.

How do i feel?

well…

honestly,
i’m not sure i feel anything.
i refuse to get my hopes up,
because disappointment is more reliable than hope these days.
i do know one thing:

I want this shit show of an election to end.

it’s been a circus,
a twisted spectacle offering up either hope or destruction.
it’s like two sides of the same tarnished coin.
like,
a Foxholer sent me this today:

BREAKING: Dallas County Texas Tell Election Workers To ILLEGALY LIE ON REGISTRATION & USE A CHURCH ADDRESS TO REGISTER HOMELESS PEOPLE TO VOTE!
Video Was Recorded August 24th During Election Training By Dallas County Elections Dept.
Source-@realJoeHoft pic.twitter.com/jbUpapAmQf

— John Basham (@JohnBasham) September 9, 2024

and rachel maddow with this shit:

Spread the word
byu/Im_A_Fuckin_Liar inTikTokCringe

what is even going on anymore?

…and why are we being held hostage in all of this?

sure,
i hope kamala holds her own tonight but…

What if she doesn’t?

what happens when every word she speaks is shredded apart,
while somehow,
like magic:

Everything he does is ignored and brushed off.

so,
do i care?
maybe,
but…

Staying detached feels safer than expecting anything at all.

the debate is gonna stream near everywhere at 9pm.

lowkey: i hope she at least does a “i’m speaking”...

lowkey 2: i saw this and was like wow…

Inspired by the visual language of old Ray Bradbury and Stephen King paperbacks, Justin Metz created this illustration, which may be the first cover without a headline or typography in The Atlantic’s 167-year history.

Read our October issue: https://t.co/TglGGKPjDg pic.twitter.com/veC6stuouF

— The Atlantic (@TheAtlantic) September 9, 2024

this is heavy.