Above each voting booth should be a bold, inviting sign that reads, "Choose Your Own Ending."

Do you spend the two years preceding an election preparing for a four-year term in which you will gloat and condescend the critics or feign outrage at the loss of your cherished candidate who, after all, would have brought us into the Utopia?

Either way, the outcome is essentially the same tragic piece of music, but arranged differently, and with an insufficient pay-off.

I want my money back.