The Presidential election has been over for a week, and I am, like the rest of the American population, just beginning to get over the stress. But while most of us are breathing a sigh of relief from the candidates’ shameful behavior, the blistering political commercials, and the pollsters’ mind-numbing phone calls, I am relieved for a slightly different reason. Politics brings out the beast in me. And not the good kind of beast, which, for me, would be as a sexy cougar sniff