* Recall when A. Lincoln sat in his office, contemplating his non-re-election? and even being replaced by The Wasilla Wacko McClellan! Le plus sâ change.

Seems that Bram Stoker synthesized from a variety of authentic 'symptoms' du jour. No wonder his deliciously macabre tale had such long legs, and gave equal-opportunity scaring. Imagine (á lá A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court) waking up one morning ... in the same milieu :-/

A similar comparo re the mentioned Klown Kar goings on, reminds of just how near to the mouth of that primordial Cave we still are (especially in mobs), despite new-words like epitaxial and {{brr}} chain-reaction. Weird jelloware abounds; we'd best find the cosmic humor in there! lest the nutzo-factor seep into all mentations
(Works for me, most times. :-)