A 64-year-old Bernie Sanders fan is about to try and sign me up for a Fifty Shades of Grey-style sexual submission contract. I’m sure of it. He calls himself “Christian Sanders”, as though his support for a particular candidate for the Democratic Party leadership somehow has something to do with wanting to spank a woman nearly young enough to be his granddaughter.
Whatever his shtick is, the image he’s created in my mind – that of this bespectacled and curmudgeonly social reformer/sexual megalomaniac – is ruining my day.
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