September 19, 2005
# 2 in The Oval Office Series - Revelation
"Oh my god, my god, what have I done?"
"Calm down there W - remember you're just a Christian for Convenience."
"NO no no! I haven't been paying attention, because I really don't like this job very much, I'd rather be doing REAL hard work, choppin and mowin -- plantin brush so I have somethin to chop. With this New Orleans thing, and all, they made me start thinkin about my legacy --- my legacy (moaning head in hands. elbows on knees, rocking to and fro), . I wasn't paying attention, and a lotta folks DIED. They're gonna blame me, I just know "
Don't worry W,, as soon as we get evolution out of the textbooks, we're going after history, and you can have any legacy you want, honey. Karl will write you a nice one, just like he did for Reagan, won't you Karl?.
"No No No! Folks really DIED because of me, you don't understand. It's good you cut me off the drugs when I ad libbed so bad in New Orleans. I woke up. I don't like what I see. I'm the President, right? And I get to do what I want."
"Well I wouldn't put it exactly that way."
(Worried looks pass through the gathering - a voice is heard, soto voce)
"Call his dealer, and get some of the good shit over here pronto."
"That apartheid guy from South Africa, what's his name Tofu Adams? I wanna talk to him. He's got a helluva legacy. I want one like his."
"You mean Nelson Mandala? Honey, he'll want Truth and Reconcilation Hearings where people will have to recognize their hideous misdeeds and apologize to their victims, with awareness. ... I don't think so."
"Yeh, yeh -- might be a good job for Brownie, now he's out of work. Oops, I forgot, he's an incompetent, and we're through with incompetence around here. No, we gotta have someone competent, moral, respected, running this show. Elder statesmen. We COULD ask HW and Bill, but they're kinda busy raising money for the levees. Let's see..... we trashed most of those guys. McCain's out... Colin... who's that Southern cripple, Max something?
"Hold it, hold it. YOU might be ready for something like that, but some of us are still revelling in absolute power."
"When I'm in DC, so far away from my chain saw, I miss my power too. "
"W., honey, that's alot of thinking for one day.
(a knock on the door is heard)
"Mr. President, your supplies have arrived. Have some, it'll help you relax."
"No, I don't want any. I want to straighten things out. I want a nice legacy. I need to manage my anger better, without that chain saw. Get me an appointment with Dr. Phil. I'm going to an AA meeting. Call Jenna and tell her we're pickin her up on the way. Where's Osama, anyway?"
Note: I would like to thank my Abraham-Hicks Discussion and Manifestation Group for inspiring this piece. We met last night,and, over a pear tart that some of us polished off rather compulsively, others of us (I will not mention names) were confronted with our negative vibratory states with regard to this administration. One of us felt that if we could just believe that W. has the best of intentions, he would live up to our belief in him. Another did point out that 38% of the populace still think he's the prince of the north, and that hasn't helped much. In that context, I thought it would be a good idea to start writing about what I want, rather than what I don't want.
Photo note: I published this once already, on the Fourth of July, but, in my opinion, you simply cannot overdo a great patriotic shot.