Our week, in review: We stayed up, every night, until 1, 2, 3, (probably 4) a.m., watching khaki-pantsed men boop touchscreens, living and dying by every hundredth of a percentage point. Somewhere, the founding fathers rolling, tolling, damn near climbing out of their musty graves, as this very American democracy itself is threatened, the fate of our prolonged existential nightmare falling, somehow, on Nevada. Since we’re all in this together, we’d like to warn those of you hoping to turn to The Mandalorian for 40-some minutes of Twitterless reprieve: It gets worse before it gets (wonderfully, beautifully, tearfully) better. Season Two, Episode Two of The Mandalorian, “The Passenger,” begins with Baby Yoda in stranger danger, knife to his wee neck, calm as a… Click below to read the full story from Esquire
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