Don Bolduc vs. Daffodil the Dragon

Writing about dragons can be therapeutic.

When a reporter asked New Hampshire nominee Don Bolduc who should make decisions about abortion, Bolduc gestured toward members of his own political party. While he claimed that “gentlemen” of his political party, the Gross Old Predators, are the best people to make decisions about abortion, a wall on the left side of the room shook. Bolduc ignored it and continued blah-blah-blahing, but everyone else turned to watch the wall shake.

The wall rumbled.

Plaster, wood, and brick tumbled down. Audience members in line of the crumbling wall jumped out of their seats and hurried in the general direction of the door. A large, sparkling golden dragon stepped into the room.

Daffodil the dragon turned to Don Bolduc. He finally paused in his bullshit misogynistic psychopath speech and stared at the dragon.

Daffodil crossed her front legs. “The only people who should make decisions about abortion are people who have uteruses. The only person who should decide whether an individual should have an abortion is that individual. You gross misogynists are the absolute least qualified.”

Don Bolduc’s mouth dropped open. Most people present sat or stood with their mouths gaping open as they stared, frozen, at the dragon. Daffodil knew…