I had a dream about you. Half the people wanted to kill me, and half the people wanted me as their President. It was up to you whether I lived or reigned, and you made the logical choice—you chose not to choose. You exercised your right to not exercise your right. I ended up killing all the people who wanted to kill me, and in my next election I received 100% of the votes with 100% turnout. Even you showed up to vote, probably because you agreed with my policies.