But what I want to pick out, on election day, is this comment.
"There's a great moment in the movie Clockwise when John Cleese comes up against some disaster at the end of a long chain of disasters and he sits there in complete despair. But wait! Something happens, can't remember what, that offers the slimmest bit of hope. This shtick has been repeated over and over in the movie... And you can see him sitting there, exhausted, trying to summon the energy to try to keep going... and he finally cries out, desperately, to his traveling partner:
'Oh, it isn't the despair, Polly! It's the hope'
".. it's true... it isn't the despair that kills you. It's the hope. It's the struggle. It's the trying to talk sense to these assholes... again and again and again... uselessly.But, you know... What can you do? None of us will ever live in that world where we no longer have to resort to hope. It's our lot to be tortured by The Hope. I'll be long dead by the time the world ever becomes anything like the way I want the world to be. The same is true of you. It's true of everybody."