When someone commented that the “blonde hair fool” was coming on stage, I honestly had no idea which one they were talking about.

Saturday’s presidential debate was one we were all looking forward to, the political clash (and crash) of the year. There’d been too many jokes about orange Cheeto Trump, crooked criminal Hillary, thirty some thousand missing emails and of course, building a wall, but despite the buildup to this event, it was disappointing- interesting, but disappointing.

Of course, it depends on what you’re looking at. I’d never watched a presidential debate before this, but still felt that the candidates should’ve spent their time civilly discussing the country’s problems and how they’d fix them, instead of tossing insults back and forth.

And even more upsetting was that this back and forth personal bickering between the two candidates wasn’t just a one-time occurrence. While Clinton referenced Trump as “Donald” in her speeches, Trump called her “Secretary Clinton,” and when this was met with several chuckles from the audience, he paused and looked at her, asking her if that was okay. He responded to her nod by saying good, because her happiness mattered very much to him.

The seventy year old’s sarcasm wasn’t hard to detect.

I couldn’t help but feel bad for Lester Holt, the moderator for the Trump-Clinton debate. I wasn’t too familiar with him, but he seemed like a timid man and very overwhelmed by the two candidates’ personalities. Many times he tried interrupting them to no avail. Once he requested they move to a different topic, and Trump replied, “Wait- this is very important,” barreling on.

Certainly, watching the two grown up politicians trade insults was extremely entertaining. Clinton commonly pulled up Trump’s failure to pay federal income tax, which in turn supported American education, infrastructure, and many other important aspects of life- “Well, Donald, I know you live in your own reality,” she said. Trump in turn claimed he’d release his tax audits once Clinton released the thirty three thousand emails she deleted. The audience roared.

Clinton also joked, a little sourly, “I have a feeling that by the end of this evening, I’m going to be blamed for everything that’s ever happened.”

Trump retorted, “Why not?” and Holt had to remind him that he could not speak during Clinton’s allotted time.

While the entertainment factor of the debate was extremely strong, the intellectual content foreshadowed what was yet to come. Both candidates cleverly claimed they’d fix our nation’s problems and emphasized the “why” part, which we of course all knew- but they were lacking a clear “how.” Both had disturbing flaws and made disturbing mistakes- Donald Trump, by claiming that he was smart for not paying the federal income tax, and Hillary Clinton, for deleting all those emails as a candidate who stressed her longtime experience in politics, to name a few.

So when November 8 does inevitably come, those of us who can vote will likely be choosing between these two “blonde hair fools”- and I can’t help feeling that one way or the other, we’ll be choosing the lesser of two evils.