Turds of a Feather

One of the most poignant posts to come across my social media ticker tape this past year declared:

The LEFT wing and the RIGHT wing are both equal parts of the same bird.

After watching the last debate, I felt compelled to interpret the above saying with a little doodle.

What can we live with? What are we willing to die for? Can we be compelled to greatness  as a nation while such corruption and depravity pools up about our ankles? No one will get out unscathed from the bile surrounding the voting booths this year. Each of us will track something home, into the sanctity of our private lives no doubt.

Light a candle. Watch the shadows dance. Pick a card, any card …