Why watch stuff when I can make up my own version of events?

"I AM A GOD" blustered Trump at the audience, casting a level 6 mental subjugation spell on the entire world. People everywhere independently decided to go on Twitter and post about Trump, although the internet infrastructure was destroyed by the force of the psychic energy emanating from the debate floor. Hillary dipped her hands in ogre blood and drew a masonic symbol on her forehead as a solar eclipse began. She began to glow and increase in size, the unmistakable scales of a procompsognathus appearing on her skin as she began the hour-long morphing ritual. The audience is now long dead, having been reanimated by gun-toting Trump supporters who whipped them into an undead frenzy. A beam of pure negative light erupted from the earth as gods and demigods tried desperately to stop the ascension of the two presidential candidates.