Imagine spending your whole life in politics, with the goal of one day being President, and when your time finally comes your brain just completely gives out on you. Your handlers pump you full of unimaginable drugs just to keep you animated. Electro-shock therapy. Leeches.
But it isn't enough.
You are slowly falling apart, no possible way you will make it to November, but it is too late to go with someone else. They are going to do even more unspeakable things to keep you going. The same stuff they are doing to Ginsberg only more of it.
Imagine how horrible that must be.
