[ WP ] Taylor Swift and Kanye West are running for US President . Jaden Smith is the debate moderator asking the questions .

`` How can mirrors be real, if our eyes are n't real?'' Jaden speaks slowly, his tone serious, as his eyes make contact first with Taylor, and then with Kanye. He sets the card printed with his tweet upon the podium. `` Taylor, you have five minutes to answer.'' 
 
 `` Well,'' Taylor smiles and pulls a wave of blond hair behind her ear, her eyes scanning the audience with nervousness, `` I think, we, as a country, do need to look in the mirror --'' 
 
 `` I'mma let you finish,'' Kanye interjected. `` But I think it needs to be said that I have the greatest vision for this country, the greatest vision of all time. And mirrors, they're real, and so are our eyes, what is this shit question about?'' 
 
 A buzzer suddenly goes off, drowning out Kanye, and the timer above the stage has stopped. Jaden raises his hand from the buzzer as Kanye folds his arms and pouts. 
 
 `` I do n't have time for this,'' Kanye throws his arms up and walks off stage. A din of confusion arises from the audience and begins to build, louder, and some of the crowd begins to leave while others chant `` Taylor! Taylor!'' and then those dressed in knock off Yeezy ( as none could afford the actual brand and no one can tell the difference from garage sale distressed 90s grunge wear ) begin to push back, arguments and tempers flare across the room. 
 
 Taylor bites her lip, takes her mic off the stand and heads toward center stage. `` The haters gon na hate, hate, hate, hate, hate --'' she starts to go in to her hit, the sound guy takes cue and sets the music playing. 
 
 For a moment, the crowd looks over, and the Taylor fans cheer, but this only angers the Kanye crew. 
 
 Jaden knew what must be done. 
 
 Without a word, he heads back stage. `` Kanye,'' he calls out. A shadow stands in a bright doorway, the rear exit off the studio. The name echoes down the hall. 
 
 `` Will you hate? Or for this country's sake, can you shake?'' Jaden's silver make up and chrome skirt reminded Kanye of early 2000s TLC and Destiny's Child, a Beyonce that inspired him. 
 
 The roar of the crowd reached Kanye's ears. 
 
 `` Only you can improve this situation,'' Jaden said. 
 
 `` I will freestyle the next verse,'' he agreed, and headed back toward the stage. 
 
 When the crowd saw him, the Taylor fans shrieked in anger, their white faces turning red from madness. The Kanye fans were invigorated. The whole place was prepared for a riot. 
 
 Taylor sang the chorus with heart and soul, then, tossed Kanye the microphone. He began to rap. 
 
 The fans, moved by Taylor's gesture, the beat, the chorus, began to feel the music. Cries of, `` let's dance, let's stop fighting!'' were heard across the room. 
 
 His words captured the spirit of Taylor's work, spinning them in to a form palatable to the tastes of his fans. A new appreciation for pop, elevated by their hip hop god, took root in their minds, and they, too, began to shake. 
 
 Soon, everyone was dancing. The riot had been averted. 
 
 Jaden took the podium once more. `` Who says we ca n't have two presidents?'' 
 
 The crowd cheered.
