The other candidate (the one we will vote for) gets an appearance in the Donald Trump puppet musical and she was not given any special kindness. In fact, they make her rather, um, lizard-like. The situation is something like a press conference in which she is repeatedly asked: why should you be president? Her unswerving answer: because it's MY turn!
The rest of the cast looks on, perhaps in awe, boredom or horror. You decide.
Postscript: It's been a hard week at work and a little cheer was welcome. Madeleine was over for dinner last night. I was opening a bottle of wine and she is fascinated by the electric cork puller we use. She always wants the discharging cork dropped into her hands so I did that for her. She looked at the cork and said letters on it! (meaning the side of the cylinder). What do they say? we asked her. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! she squealed. There's still some light out there.