Political season is starting up again and it reminds me of my short political career back in high school. For one week, I was shipped up via minivan to Weber State University for Utah Boys State. 

Boys State is a program designed to teach high schoolers (there is a girls state too) about how government works and the importance of being involved in the political process. They set it up so that boys from all over the state are grouped together in "cities" first. Those cities were about 20, seventeen year old boys who occupied one floor of the dorm tower for the entire week. 

It didn't take me long to figure out it was going to be a slow week. Governments are boring enough but at least what they do is real (or so they say). So, I set out to liven things up. 

After a short, compelling campaign of a two-minute speech I was elected mayor of my city. This gave me ultimate power over the peasants I ruled over. Unlike other politicians, I set out to make real change. 

I outlawed going poop on our floor as it smelled too badly. Shortly there after I formed a SWAT team and had them raid the other floors for any luxuries that were attainable. I tried to declare war on the floor below us, but apparently that wasn't allowed. I declared our city the greatest city on the face of the boys state planet and declared our motto "We're better than you." 

It didn't take long for the other cities nearby to grow intimidated by our striking ideology. They tried to ban us from their bathrooms, so I ordered my SWAT team to block the elevator doors so no one could use the elevator in retaliation (some poor luck for the boys on the twelfth floor).

My loyal citizens pushed me on to run for state senator where I was absolutely crushed in a general election. I only had the votes of my city and no one else. 

The moral of this story: don't know. Sitting here at the end of the post, it doesn't seem to have much of a point...

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