In America, the distance between wanting something and having it delivered to your living room is not terribly great.

After all, this is America, and you can swap out the parts of yourself that don't work. You can rebuild yourself piece by piece.

And the looks on the faces of my countrymenpassive heads bent arms at their trousers everyone guilty of not being their best of not earning their daily bread the kind of docility I had never expected from Americans even after so many years of our decline. Here was the tiredness of failure imposed on a country that believed only in its opposite. Here was the end product of our deep moral exhaustion.

You are not what you want. You are what wants you back.

I want to be loved so badly, it verges on mild insanity.

The United States wants this desire to be realized and has decided to dedicate even more resources to ensure that Tuesday's (run-off) elections will be free and fair,