Samuel James 
As I watched the second and quite possibly final American presidential debate ever, I was overwhelmed with a feeling. It wasn’t anything about the debate, necessarily. The president was calmer than the first debate. He was even calmer than he was debating Hillary Clinton. He actually kinda came off like he’d lost a step. That’s …
So, I watched both town halls. And I made it, as far as I can tell. I’m not entirely sure. I may have had an aneurysm and could possibly be hallucinating writing this. But, assuming I’m not, let’s go! So, first, the president. I’m not gonna spend a lot of time here. I mean, he …
As the vice-presidential debate grew closer, so did my dread. Even though white supremacy and misogyny are obvious and omnipresent, I knew what was going to happen. Not what topics were going to be covered or how the two candidates would react to each other. That wasn’t important. What I dreaded—and what is endlessly disappointing—is …