Late last night a tired and disheveled figure appeared at our door.
"I'm so weary" he said "I've been hounded for so long"
"Come in" I said "I'll give you, shelter from the storm."
"My name is Conservatism and you are ever so kind." he mumbled
"Oh you poor thing, you must be feeling so let down?" I asked.
"Not really" he quipped "more abandoned I'd say."
I led him into the kitchen and warmed some soup.
"So the Republicans are all saying they lost because they could live up to your high expectations."
"Bloody idiots" he mumbled.
"Since when does insulting everyone have anything to with me?
"Well" I said "they keep telling me that's what you told them".
"Jesus" he sighed.
"Yes, apparently it has something to do with him"
"Bullshit" he stated, "I'm all about common sense."
"Well they seem to be ready to double down on you."
"It's got nothing to do with me" he ranted "they are just making it up as they go along."
"Haven't you tried talking to them?"
"Right, I take your point."
With that we ended our brief conversation. So now he is the basement eating Cheetos, and he has stated that; "I am staying here until this whole thing blows over."
Poor thing doesn't realize this could go on for a very long time and I haven't got the heart to tell him.