Feel free to leave your impressions of the final presidential debate in comments.
But first, a personal anecdote.
My dad was never any kind of cook at all. Never. For all his astounding abilities, he couldn't cook his way out of a paper bag. That doesn't mean that left on his own that he'd have died of starvation, no, it just means that he hadn't a clue what he was doing nor where to start.
He tried. And he tried largely too. He tried several times to make soup and failed miserably each time. He would see bags of root vegetables marked "for soup" and imagine that's all there is to it. He boiled the vegetables to softness and imagined that was all there was to it. He made the worst and most watery soup ever. Gallons of it at each time. It languished in the freezer for months. There was no way to fix it except by starting over.
Finally, at length, after leaving home and suffering his parsnip-water soup throughout my entire childhood I told him, "You start out with stock, either make it or buy it." And he asked me, "What is stock?"
What follows are photos of soup from one of my other sites. I queried "soup" and "broth" and "stew" and "miso." These are the results. The files were run through a photo duplicate cleaner application so there should be no duplications. There's a little over a hundred ideas for soup.