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If I had to summarize the Premium on the naughty list and i regret nothing elf christmas sweatshirt contents of my brain, it would sound more or less like the Lady Gaga scream from A Star Is Born. I’m not the only one, either; as the world anxiously awaits the results of the 2020 presidential election, it feels like everyone—or, at least, everyone on Twitter—is on the verge of absolutely losing it. There’s a lot of discussion going on right now about the best pop-cultural counterprogramming to soothe your overtaxed brain when you just can’t refresh the CNN home page anymore. While there’s certainly an argument to be made for unwinding with The Great British Bake Off or a classic rom-com, I’ve taken a different tack; over the last three days, I’ve watched three full seasons of the HBO series Veep, and I hope to finish the entire series by the time they call Nevada.
Veep isn’t entirely grim from start to finish; the Premium on the naughty list and i regret nothing elf christmas sweatshirt are at least six perfect insults per episode, and there’s even a weird little romantic arc between tense workaholic protagonists Amy and Dan that fulfills my rom-com needs, if more rom-coms involved the central couple referring to each other as “fuckweasel.” Julia Louis-Dreyfus is a national treasure, and the entire ensemble cast works skillfully in tandem to illustrate just how alternately impotent and cunning her would-be president could be. Obviously, there’s far more to be optimistic about in the real world than there is on Veep, with the socialist “squad” hanging on to their House seats and a host of diverse candidates making history in local elections. While we wait to find out whether we’re in for four more years of Trump, though, I just want to watch Veep’s dead-eyed politicos refresh their Twitter feeds and snap at each other in the rudest terms possible; it may not be pretty, but right now I can identify.
