It's almost like an SNL skit that writes itself.

Good-natured swing state voter arrives home after a day's work, beautiful sunset, kids playing baseball in the street, neighbor

waves while mowing the lawn.

Then things turn dark as the voter slowly drives up to her mailbox.

Something's wrong.

The mailbox is bulging.

Bursting at the seams.

Violin screech, children's faces frozen in horror, the voter reaches out to open the mailbox, it's in slow-mo now!

And the mailbox pukes a tidal wave of political campaign mailers all over the voter's car.

The closing shot, her hand reaching up out of the heap.

All she wanted to do was open the garage door.

Okay, I couldn't help it.

Get a little punchy here at the end of this election season,

having some fun, but art tends to imitate life, right?

And swing state voters, we hear you. I left my mail alone for two days.

And in two days alone, I've got 12 pieces of garbage mail, these these big big, big sheets of paper that could have been used for something else.

I'm just annoyed at this point.

Of course, there is no shortage of political ads this season.

Thankfully there's a recycling bin right next to my mailbox.

This is on point I'm Meganetak rubardi and mailboxes are being stuffed perhaps more than ever this

campaign season. On-point listener Emily Van Valkenberg in Michigan describes

what her daily life is like. I can tell you that the multiple texts and phone calls coming through every day are definitely being ignored.

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