I don't know how to feel about my body. I like it one day, and then the next, I wish I could be slim like a French model. I do take care of it, and then I curse at it for not being the way I think it should be. I can't help it that I love food and binge eating, though I care to get a hold of myself so far while I'm here in America. I just love junk food sometimes.
Why is the crazy shit coming out of the mouth of conspiracy theorist Alex Jones also coming out of the mouth of someone running for president? Does he have a meeting with the lunatic before his rallies?
If this is the best of possible worlds, what then are the others?
― Voltaire, Candide