"At the foot of our raft is a man who everybody seems to like. He’s a nice guy, but beneath that pleasant veneer is a raging maniac, and a fool beyond any fool. He is standing tall on the front of the raft, cupping his hand around one of his magnificently huge ears, and says, “Hear that roar in the distance? That is your hope and change. I am sure of it. I just need a little more time to get us there.”"
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