A lot of these activists weren’t even registered voters.
What good is ye world when ye canst not livest hither.
If this was cynical, then we must allow that all courtship is cynical.
Wish in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up faster.
I think cynicism often disguises itself as humour.
At first, one only recognizes particular instances to be worth of critique; critique appears synonymous with rejection, implying deficiency in the object. Over time, one discovers that everything warrants critique. This can produce cynicism: nothing...
Every ounce of my cynicism is supported by historical precedent.