I’m Such A Shitty Senator
No, don’t try to talk me out of it. I’m definitely quitting this time. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with myself once I leave the Senate, though. I can’t go back to Montana, that’s for sure. Facing all those constituents I failed so badly day after day, year after year? I don’t think so. Maybe I’ll go to Maine instead. No one knows me there. Set up a small law practice, hang my shingle, buy a quaint little saltbox on the outskirts of Bangor. Of course, I’m sure I’d somehow manage to fuck up everything there, too. What the hell was I thinking? God, I’m such a bonehead. I should go live in a cave somewhere, someplace far away from all humanity where I can’t poison everything I touch.
This is one of the three or four funny articles I read monthly. The other two or three, I don’t know what they are. Oh, well this, of course. So it actually must be four or five funny articles that I read monthly.
