Apparently Our Insanity Is Contagious

Canada: the haven of calm, polite, friendly sanity. Our Northern Escape Hatch from the pressure-cooker of crazed neoconservatism that is threatening to become thick enough to walk on.

Canada, where some crazy fuck (or fucks) is cutting brake lines of cars parked at houses that have Liberal Party signs up.

Tonight's Debate Brought To You By:

A combination of cranberry and pomegranate juices, vodka, and vanilla schnapps.

It's pretty okay, and it is a lovely color (matches my fresh pedicure!), and is reminiscent of certain other things imminent; but needs something to make it pop a bit. Seltzer, perhaps, or lime juice. Mint? Sprig garnish perhaps.