Victory

The President goes to bed the first night after his reelection. He feels slightly unsettled and sad.

Sure, the road was clear on the way toward theocracy and plutocracy. But those things never interested him as much as just running the race and winning.

The good part was now over. There’d be no more traveling and pressing the flesh, no more campaign trails for him.

He fell fast and deeply into sleep like all men who never doubt their beliefs because they have no beliefs at all.