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But if you're some uptight straight dude who wants women in the kitchen and gays in the closet, then you need religion, because you can constantly foist responsibility for your own dickitude onto god.

And considering how thoroughly the Trumpster fire has humiliated political soothsayers this cycle, it seems unwise to offer a single, definitive answer.

It looks like you've finished the project.