Aquarius

Until you can name all fifty states out loud, your opinion on the state of the union (both nationally and what is holding you together personally) means squat. In reality, you hold the key that could turn yourself and this country around and make everybody interlock arms and sing "Happy Days Are Here Again," but you are going to have to delve really deep, and no way are you ready for that. For now, you are lucky if you can bring yourself to deal with fiction, let alone real life, so as The King of Cartoons so regally proclaims, "Let the cartoon...begin." You're in it, and you're being chased by a coyote.