Vote

“Nobody believes in us anymore,” protested the leader of the party.

Apathy was at a new high in the moribund political world. His unelectableness didn’t help either.

“Enough’s enough. Promises mean nothing.” He banged a fist on the table to accentuate the statement.

The assembled members sat in silence and bobbed their heads like wind-up toys.

“Now they will see the real us.”

This was met with applause. They all knew what he meant.

He received a standing ovation as he peeled the skin from his chin and over his forehead, revealing the reptilian visage beneath.