What an interesting week this has been. Picture this: It’s a typical Wednesday night. I’m in the dumpster going to town on my nightly feast, I fly through an open window into a bright theater, land atop a stiff, snow-white patch of hair, and the next thing I know I’m making national news headlines. Now, listen, I’m just an average fly and I don’t necessarily partake in human politics. But after sitting on that man’s head for a full uninterrupted two minutes, I realized how deep America is in shit. Trust me, I know shit when I smell it. As…