My message, if there is one, is to wallow in despair and agonize over futile thoughts that are running in a useless circle.
This will give my angst and hand wringing a meaningfulness and longing for the old days when life was fair and easy to understand. These were the days when there was honesty in politics and candidates could be trusted.
This allows my altruistic self to remain true to its hollow and empty self and allows my internal blather to fill me with a sense of purpose. Please do not make fun of my confusion as it has become such a good friend to me as it guides me in such wondrous ways and fills me with such clarity.