Why I'm all-in for Caitlyn

The first reason to get excited about Jenner is that all of us as Americans have an obligation to make this election as wildly entertaining as possible. California gubernatorial recalls only come along so often — the last one was all the way back in 2003 — a function of the high number of signatures needed to trigger an election. Yet once that election is set, the bar to register as a candidate is wonderfully low. In order to run, you need only pay $4,000 or gather 7,000 signatures. The result 18 years ago was a madcap rainbow coalition of contenders, from porn star Mary Carey to child actor Gary Coleman to web mogul Arianna Huffington to, of course, the Terminator in the flesh. California recalls are that rarest of things even in the United States, a spectacle of untrammeled bandstand democracy. Which is to say, this is not a drill, people. This campaign needs to make Edmund Burke spin in his grave like a pinwheel. We need adult entertainers. We need former circus acts. We need dotty old billionaires who think the Department of Agriculture is beaming plans for communist land reform into their metal replacement hips. And if a candidate offers a chance to infuse the race with a little Kardashian drama, then by all means, get that girl a microphone and turn it up to 11.