Two words of warning before you read this one.
1. If you're a Republican, then step away now. Put down the book, and go back to your normal life. You won't like this. Unless you're a Republican of the P. J. O'Rourke persuasion, and can handle people poking fun at you, criticism of your political beliefs, and can tell the difference between what Republicanism used to stand for and what it's become.
2. It's satire. It's not a political manifesto. It's part of a well-established tradition of political satire that goes back hundreds of years. It's in the same vein of writing as all those 1950s and 60s SF novels by the likes of Sheckley, Ellison and Brunner, where politics has been replaced by combat. It's a funny commentary on how shallow politics has become. People aren't interested in the actual issues: they want to see politicians ripping each other to shreds verbally. They want to cheer on their favorites and see their opponents humiliated.
If you're ready for that, then you'll enjoy this story immensely. The writing is sharp and acerbic, and it's a perfect length. The ending was a little unexpected, but by that time Boscutti's point was well made. Any more would have been unnecessary, and would have taken the story to a place it didn't need to go.
This is the second of Boscutti's stories I've read today, and I've enjoyed them both.
(reviewed the day of purchase)