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Leo: Because I am tired of it. Year, after year, after year. Of having to choose between the lesser of Who Cares. Of trying to get myself excited over a candidate who can speak in complete sentences. Of setting the bar so low I can hardly look at it. They say a good man can't get elected president. I don't believe that. Do you?
Bartlet: And you think I'm that man?
Leo: Yes.
Bartlet: Doesn't it matter that I'm not as sure?
Leo: Nah. 'Act as if ye have faith and faith shall be given to you.' In others words 'fake it until you make it.'
--West Wing

In other, non-election-related news, yesterday, when Mac woke up from his nap, I woke up and greeted him.
"Are you the bestest boy in the whole wide world?" I cooed.
He paused for a second, and then answered definitively."Nooooooo!"