Oh, wow. There it is. The keyboard of my dreams.
Using one of these while on acid does not seem advisable, though.

I would wear a sombrero all day, just because.

They craved an honest politican. They got one.
I mean, apart from all the tax avoidance, tax evasion, grift, graft and sinecures.

No, no. “Arrest.”
As in “stop in his tracks.”