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[flemmings]

Dreamed last night about the assassination of Julius Caesar, which went as per Shakespeare at least, except that at the end Caesar's corpse turned into a roasting turkey basted in red blood. And what do you make of *that*, Herr Doktor Freud?

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[incandescens]

I’m sure someone must have written a folk horror variant where the President is ceremonially slaughtered and eaten on Thanksgiving, but offhand I can’t recall reading it…

[flemmings]

I mean, yes, it feels so natural that the year-president should die at Thanksgiving, except that the idea of yearly elections is horrifying enough in itself.

[incandescens]

Perhaps 3 out of 4 years they just execute a ceremonial substitute.

[flemmings]

Or they do it every two years, just like in real life.

[incandescens]

I'm now pondering questions like "is it kept quiet by the use of robot doubles or hired duplicates" and "who gets to eat him"?

[flemmings]

Surely it must be a public immolation. Keeps the race for nomination to those who desire glory, or at least a cushy lifestyle for four years, before length of days? Or maybe a publicminded citizen who passes benevolent legislation befoe the end of term. Well, hopefully benevolent. More likely, someone like Trump or Johnson who wants the power but simply doesn't believe the 'death after four years' rule could possibly apply to him.

Feed him to the turkeys!

[incandescens]

Not "A la lanterne!" but "Aux dindons!"

[flemmings]

Gobble gobble, or whatever turkeys do say.

[anna_wing]

You are feeling some stress about Christmas?

[flemmings]

I have the distinct feeling that, for no good reason, it's more Amerian Thanksgiving and American elections. Christmas is too far in the future for stress.