My favorite in this election is actually Mike Gravel, despite his lack of a smoking hot wife. But I don't think I can bring myself to throw away my vote, however much self-loathing voting for the viable candidate will cause me. I'll probably spend a few weeks dressing slutty and calling myself a whore in the mirror.
God damn, politics just leaves me feeling in need of a long shower, followed by a frenzied, escapism-induced orgy with simultaneous consumption of cannabis, alcohol, and exotic tropical fruits while Messiaen and Massive Attack play in the background.
Actually everything sort of leaves me in need of that, but with regards to politics I'm actually making a point.
Sorry-- it's late.