At some point during Sunday night's debate, the reality—a man who does not understand how government works threatening to lock his female opponent in jail if he's elected president—became too painful to bear. So Twitter fans coped by throwing back the alcohol and concentrating on the fact that, at certain moments when Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton brought their microphones up to their mouths and walked around the debate stage, they looked like they were singing a duet. Then, someone took it one step further by making a video of Trump and Clinton singing the "Dirty Dancing" song, and for a brief, shining moment, people remembered joy.
In the video, which has over 600,000 views on Instagram, some currently anonymous genius has edited footage from the debate over the song "(I've Had) The Time Of My Life," which was made famous as the soundtrack to the climactic dance in "Dirty Dancing." (Romper is trying to track down the national treasure who gave the world this gem and will update the story accordingly, although the idea was first expressed in this tweet.)
In the now-viral clip, Clinton and Trump walk onstage, nod to each other (no handshake!), and then the '80s music begins, full of all the promise a sheltered girl feels when she spends the summer at a Catskills resort learning to use her body and her heart.
Editor’s Note: The Instagram post has since been deleted.
Trump begins to sing, and if you squint really hard, he almost could be the kind of guy who is 100 percent there for his dance partner when she has to get an illegal abortion in the summer of 1963, instead of the kind of guy who wants to appoint Supreme Court justices who will overturn Roe v. Wade and once again consign women in need to back alleys.
Clinton smiles at him, and with the song pulsing in the background, it seems like a smile of love instead of the smile a woman has to give while a man calls her the devil and brings up her husband's affairs, because if she showed her true emotions people would say she was unlikeable.
Ivanka Trump nods her head in the audience, and she could be a resort guest enjoying an unexpectedly beautiful show, instead of a woman who must blindly support the father who tells other men that he's fine with them calling her a "piece of ass."
Eventually, the song builds and builds.... and then, it stops.
There's no "Dirty Dancing" lift. There is only the 2016 presidential election, and we're all in a terrible corner with no more Patrick Swayze to pull us out.