I have a confession to make: I'm not sure how much more of this election I can take.
After months scouring newspapers and websites for every drop of political news, wringing every bit of gossip from friends and contacts, I find myself turning to the sports pages first. That's something I haven't done since I was about 11.
I can't be alone. This campaign felt like it had gone on too long even before the word "pussy" was added to the discourse.
Now we have complaints from Donald Trump that the election is rigged, and I am reminded of the campaigns I covered as a foreign reporter in Uganda, Ethiopia, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Kenya and the rest, where similar advance allegations were lined up ready for use after defeat.
All that's missing is the arrest of a candidate or two (and that is not as far-fetched as it once was).
It is not a good look for what is supposed to be the world's greatest democracy.
And you can bet things are only going to get worse during the final two and half weeks: Donald Trump's campaign seems to have made the calculation that a scorched earth policy might be the only way he can still win.