I sat down at the bar, waiting for friends to arrive. Unusually, I was early.
I hadn't paid any attention to the guy sitting two stools over from me. He paid attention to me, though.
"See that?" he asked, gesturing to the news.
"Yeah," I said, with no meaning in particular.
"When assholes rule, you end up in a world of shit."
I feigned a half-hearted laugh before pretending to see my friends and leaving my place at the bar.
"Get it?" he called to me. "Assholes? Shit?"
"Yeah, I get it," I said over my shoulder.
Upon reflection, I must admit, it's hard to argue with his logic.