Despite this framing, Rick is no romantic hero. In fact, he kinda sucks. Rick’s appeal isn’t hard to understand. He’s a man of maximum charisma who makes Hawai‘ian shirts look cool and mysterious.

“I am a nasty woman,” the poem began. “Not as nasty as a man who looks like he bathes in Cheeto dust, a man whose words are a dis to America, Electoral College-sanctioned hate speech.” ...