andromeda3116:

Odd thing, ain’t it… you meet people one at a time, they seem decent, they got brains that work, and then they get together and you hear the voice of the people. And it snarls.

Jingo, by Terry Pratchett

Sitting on the couch, drinking a glass of passable red wine, reading a (marvellously, horribly relevant) Discworld novel, and… waiting. And waiting.

And waiting.