 Into, excuse me, just shifted me into some strange patriotic gear that my fancy feminism, white men, bad infected brain never showed me. Like the dude took a bullet and stood up with blood dripping down his face and rallied at an effing crowd while fist pumping, yelling, fight. Sorry, but I'm voting for that. And saying it out loud feels so freeing. 2012 Stephanie would be upset, but that's okay because 2012 Stephanie didn't know crap.