I started kissing her from head to foot as soon as we woke up this morning. A nice erection was already in the making when I began talking about tomorrow’s elections. I told my beloved about a bunch of articles I have read about the growing success of eurosceptic parties across the subcontinent. It did not take her long to complain about my banter: “We’re still in bed, for crying out loud!” My erection was long gone by then. I apologized profusely and told her about my new motto (“Never Mind,” May 22, 2014). “Numquam mente,” I repeated a few times in a row with growing relish. “My goal!” “And an unreachable one,” my beloved chuckled, “as is only appropriate for a motto!” She was disappointed a bit, it goes without saying. We got out of bed without any further ado. It will take the rest of the day to mend this morning’s blunder. Who cares about tomorrow’s elections, anyhow? Neither of us would vote ever again.