Very vivid dream. I'm driving in the arctic, Alaska let's say, and I'm talking to Trump which is to say I'm talking and he's spouting back catchphrases.

I heard him say, "electric cars are the way to go, those gas engines are old news."

I said, "they got to ya huh Mr. Trump? So I can't keep my gas car is I want to?"

Then he said something about hybrids but obviously meant full electric cars and yep they got to him. No wonder he won, they don't care who wins as long as the agenda is being pushed.

I gotta say, it was disappointing. I was disillusioned.

Officially he has said "buy what you want" which is a very neutral stance on it. He's a business man, he'll say whatever makes him more money.

God help us, and in that I mean, we're fucked. In that dream, I was in -30C weather and electric cars are fucking worthless, the battery drains itself, no need to go anywhere, owning one is just an expense and a hassle at that point.

Then the suicidal ideation kicks in. Sweet release take me, one hollow point very carefully placed through the temple and there's nothing left to complain about.

But hey, that's just the dream dystopia, we're not there yet here in "reality".