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While it may be specific to the ever-lovin' blue-eyed guy who says it, he's usually the one leading the charge into battle--so to my mind, it counts.
 
Come on, shout it--you know you want to--
 

You'll undoubtedly take this for inspiration, if you haven't already.

'Hero cat' alerts owner to burning slow cooker in the middle of the night

Q: What's Harry Potter's preferred method of getting down a hill?
 
A: Walking.
 
J/K. Rolling.

a boy, a dog and a puddle
 

Q: What is the difference between COVID-19 and Romeo and Juliet?
 
A: One is Coronavirus, the other is a Verona Crisis.

For years, the chief protector of Deco City was the convivial community crusader, the Cricket! While sometimes mistaken for a criminal, the champion of chirp had become something of a city mascot. He had saved the day, foiled plans, and kept more malevolent masks from terrorizing the citizenry!
 
The Cricket had some close calls, sometimes he wanted to quit, but in the end, he stuck by that most heroic of mottos "With Great Can Do Might, Comes Great Ought to Right" 
 
But villains don't care if you're nice, they don't care if you're doing the right thing. They do care if you keep stopping their plans and/or putting them in jail. After a year of dealing with Cricket, the villains began to conspire on how to remove themselves of the meddlesome skyline skipper. They found an evil businessman to sponsor a hit on the Cricket, and teamed up to set up an ambush!
 
And what better way than to use a local gathering as bait? Trap innocents into a building, and set it to explode. Sure enough, the jolly jumper came to the rescue right on time! And, this time, in the battle between good and evil, evil won. The Malice Mob was triumphant in laying the Cricket low, and then to drive his defeat home, they destroyed the support of the building. So the Cricket could watch his failure as he died with the innocents he wanted to protect.
 
But there's more to the story.

The cosmic being went by many names, but for brevity we'll refer to him as Mr. Actuality. Mr. Actuality was bored. The reason he was at such an insignificant event when he could be crafting a new solar system is unknown, but he found the debris, which could not hurt him, annoying. And Cricket, with his broken spine and blood flowing out saw this man had powers too (He had no idea how much) and begged him to save the innocents here.
 
"With Great Can Do Might, Comes Great Ought to Right" Cricket said in his increasing delirium at the end of it all.
 
Perhaps Mr. Actuality was swayed enough to at least do something, or perhaps the fact these 'villains' were actually thinking they were superior offended him, maybe the cosmic being decided on an experiment purely on whim?
 
But saved the innocents (At least most of them) he did. One moment the Malice Mob were savorng their triumph watching the building crumble from the outside, the next moment they were gazing up at the collapsing ceiling and walls from within the building wearing bodies that were not their own. Their minds and souls had been put into the bodies of their victims (Not including Cricket himself who simply went onto whatever reward awaits heroic souls). Of course, to make room, Mr. Actuality had put the minds and souls of the innocents into the villains' bodies in turn.
 
And so, the Malice Mob died, crushed under the debris they had created but their bodies lived on, with new owners.
And so it begins, a group of confused, terrified, once non-powered individuals now given a second chance of life in the bodies of their murderers. Wanted by the law, their old lives forever gone, our sheep are now wearing wolf's clothing and are appropriately and metaphorically fanged.
 

To revise it you'd have to have an overwhelming majority agree to the revisions, which seems unlikely in the current political climate.
 
To be honest, as a Lefty Pinko I don't really need much reassurance about Biden even if he falls short of my own ideals in that direction. I will happily take "like Obama's, but less inspiring" in an administration as opposed to "four more years of dumpster fire."

With respect, you're confusing emotions of the moment with an ongoing delusional mindset. It may be fair to compare the euphoria among the supporters of Barack Obama and Donald Trump just after each of them won the Presidency; but euphoria is not cultist devotion. In the case of Obama that euphoria evaporated rapidly in the dissonance between what he appeared to promise and what he actually delivered. Criticism of him mounted, across the political spectrum. His reelection was devoid of the fervor that characterized his first win, defined by his being more palatable than the Republican alternative to the majority of Americans.
 
In the case of Trump's core supporters, their euphoria has calcified into unwavering, almost psychotic devotion. They absolutely believe that he's a success, that he's a genius, that he is making America great again (whatever that's supposed to mean). They unquestioningly accept his assertion that immigrants are a threat to America, that the media are the enemies of the people, that there's a Deep State conspiring to prevent him from solving the country's problems. You'll hear them say, with no hint of self-consciousness, that Donald Trump is the greatest President in history, and according to one segment of them, the chosen instrument of God.
 
No rational argument can sway them. Facts which counter that narrative are disbelieved or ignored. That's the behavior of cultists, which was never in any fashion applied to or encouraged by Barack Obama.

Or just Dav

If Obama told me to charge into a pizza parlor with an AR-15 to liberate the children in the basement that Cheney was trafficking, I would absolutely have not done so.

While it may be specific to the ever-lovin' blue-eyed guy who says it, he's usually the one leading the charge into battle--so to my mind, it counts.
 
Come on, shout it--you know you want to--
 

Say what you like about Autocorrect but i would rather face a Frying Squad than a Firing Squad.

ME: "Do you think Kevin Bacon refers to his nipples as 'Bacon Bits?'"
 
BOSS: "How do I keep forgetting to fire you?"

(Note that this graphic is about five days old.)

According to a story my local paper took off the wire, Sanders genuinely likes Biden, which is why he didn't really go after Biden very hard in the debates. The reason? Back when they were both in the Senate, Biden was nice to him.
 
This is worth remembering if you're anguished about Biden not being progressive enough, or outraged that he once worked with conservative bigots instead of pointing a finger and thundering, "Evil!" Joe Biden seems to like everyone, and it seems to have left him with no real enemies. Right now, this may be important in uniting the Democratic party and coaxing independents to join in making Trump a one-term president.
 
Dean Shomshak

Alex Ross can make anyone look awesome.
 
Anyone.