Amidst the chaos and anger of the preliminary elections of one of the most polarizing nominee fields in the history of the United States, Millennials need an escape from the madness – and they have found that on Netflix, in the complete 7 seasons of Aaron Sorkin’s “The West Wing.”

“Every time I hear Donald Trump agree with the KKK, or Bernie Sanders skirt by the trillions of dollars it would take to enact his plans for reform, I just think, ‘WWLD?’ and open up Netflix on my phone,” said Outback waiter, James Loreman. “Pop my head phones in, and BAM!, all that crap disappears.”

WWLD (What Would Leo Do) has become a mantra for political moderates everywhere as they struggle to find the nobility and altruism in real-life politics that is exhibited by the show’s virtuous ensemble cast. “How hard can it be to find a Jed Bartlet in real life?” asks grad student Suzanne Temples, “Can’t we get a nobel prize-winning economist with impeccable people skills and an unbreakable moral code up in this bitch?”

With mentally unstable candidates on both sides of the race, each week presents a new dumb-founding tweet or soundbite that sends the ever-growing rational voter base deeper and deeper into the seasons of the show – and further and further from reality. “I just got to that part in the fifth season where Glen Close and that guy who was the villain in that crappy Michael Bay remake of the Ninja Turtles? well, they are both nominated as supreme court justices to fill the spot of a Supreme Court justice who died, and all I could think was ‘OH MY GOD, that’s just like Scalia!’ I’m so excited. I can’t wait for Glen Close to take that vacant seat!” said Thomas Joseph of Branford, CT. Thomas seemed confused when we tried to explain to him that Glen Close was not being nominated for that seat, and refused to comment further.

The economic effects of this Millennial escapism present themselves in a boon for what used to be small geek specialty boutiques. “We sell out of our Bartlet for America 2016 shirts as soon as we can print them,” a t-shirt vendor who wished to remain anonymous told us. “I have thousands on back order. I’m starting to worry that people are really going to vote in the real-life polls for a fictional character. But I also worry that a fictional character would probably be the better choice here.”

As the unwavering compassion and backbone of CJ Cregg and the emotionally stunted heart of the clever and handsome Josh Lyman continue to remind us of what we wish our politicians could be, it’s easy to see why evil Chiefs of Staff like Dick Cheney, or boring ones like whoever is Obama’s Chief of Staff, are easily replaced in our minds by the lovable fictional characters. “I think Toby and Sam are doing a great job with Obama’s speeches lately,” explained a rather bewildered Cathy Treehorn loudly with her earbuds in, refusing to let her eyes move from her Netflix screen. “If they can just keep up the good work until the next candidate takes office, I’m sure Matt Santos will find a way to keep them on.”

The trend toward political fantasy replacing reality has also impacted the general mood of social networks. “You can see a direct correlation between users who have listed ‘The West Wing’ in their favorite TV shows and the positivity of their day-to-day status updates,” Mark Zuckerberg explained. “I had Joey work on some analytics, and she tells me hateful rhetoric and trolling are down 37% from last month, even amongst people who haven’t listed ‘The West Wing’ on their profiles. And you know how thorough Joey Lucas is.”

It’s difficult to fault the obviously happier viewers of “The West Wing” for attempting to trade a morally unwavering set of fake politicians for the constant flip-flopping and grand-standing of the current set of United States candidates, but one has to wonder whether voters will be ready to come to grips and make the difficult decision in November without writing in “Bartlet” or “Santos” – or even “Arnold Vinick” – instead of real-life presidential options, leaving the polls in the hands those who are ignorant of the optimism of a world governed by a benevolent and decent genius leader.

Of course, with the return of House of Cards this Friday, it’s possible that all of the hope and life-affirmation gathered by those immersed in Sorkin’s reality-away-from-reality will simply evaporate, never to be wished for again. At least#, not until the next The West Wing re-watch.