Oh, I thought this was about Ralph Nader.  

I always thought it nadir sounds mysterious or as Gandalf said:

End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it. White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

I used to enjoy post-apocalyptic stories, but now they make me nervous. Every time I think our politicians have reached rock bottom, they discover a new nadir. They are in for a shock when the people wake up and start constructing guillotines.