Actually, Ken Bone Is Bad
Last night, America met the 2016 election season’s newest star. Portly, crimson-clad, bespectacled, mustachioed, and just a little bit giddy, Kenneth Bone was catnip for the bored, half-drunk, miserable masses watching the debate. The internet couldn’t shut up about him, and the press followed suit. “The Ballad of Ken Bone,” the Atlantic mewled; “And the…