BRIGHT FUTURE

“Nations invariably suffer the consequences best described by the precept that says that you end up lying in the bed that you just  made up!”  Maruta

 

It is Christmas 2009 at the White House:

 

Joe Lieberman knocked on the door of the Oval Office and,  after hearing the voice of Sarah Palin, the Vice President, telling him to come in, entered carrying the mid morning tray. For Joe, it had been a great year.  After many years of toiling for a wrong set of principles, he had found the rebirth of his emotions, ambitions and desires in the magnanimous treatment he had received from the previous occupant of the White House and the specific recommendation that he made to his successor to preserve Joe’s position and privileges.

 

President McCain sat in the special reclining chair behind the desk discreetly connected to a battery of electronic screens, monitors and sensing devices cleverly hidden within the oak antique cabinet behind the chair. Sarah Palin, the Vice President stretched out on one of the large sofas that had been fashionably covered with Kodiak Bear skin.

Joe proceeded to serve the two cups of coffee and to remove the cover of the tray containing the Vice President’s midmorning snack of Alaska Sea Urchins, boiled Whale Tongue in a cabbage and mustard sauce, and the tasty Juneau crackers. The President’s snack on the other hand, consisted of a multicolored variety of pills taken with Arizona Honey diluted with Anheuser-Bush beer.

Anticipating a major policy discussion in his presence, Joe finally felt the elation and pride that had eluded him for too long. Mowing the lawn of the White House, driving the ranch’s pick up truck to run errands in nearby Crawford, and having had to learn to saddle the president’s favorite mare were not the tasks he expected, or was qualified to do. But being near the sources of power, international  intrigue and universal relevance, was enough for him.

Vice President Sarah Palin read from her pink leather-covered notebook:

’The invasion of Iran went like Vaseline on a dog sled. Same as Afghanistan; there was no need to ‘surge’ or build miles of tall walls to keep noisy students quiet. The great news was that Syria has joined our armies same as Lebanon,Oman, Ethiopia, Yemen and what is left of Iraq. The Egyptians are thinking about it, while Israel has agreed to supply rockets, fine bolts of gabardine, chicken soup, water bottles and aspirins to the new coalition. OPEC, the Emirates and Saudi Arabia agreed to drill and produce crude oil in accordance with strict schedules. Gasoline is now sixty cents a gallon in the US!

President McCain smiled satisfied and proud of having a most efficient vice-president. She had already shown molten steel in her veins and her extensive female attributes have made Dick Cheney appear as an elderly, mild, vacillating and timid executive. He smiled at Joe and asked : “Joe, where is Lindsay Graham?”

Joe, still standing up by the door answered quickly:

“He went to Walmart to buy napkins and toilet paper after he finished iroing your shirts” He paused and then asked the vice president:

“How about the Immigration problems? Has Lou Dobbs, the new Secretary of People Displacements, secured the borders?”

“Not yet” answered Sarah as the President was now busy on the phone talking to someone about new orange dresses, 5,000 dollar shoes and the new and improved Botox treatments.

She looked at Joe and asked him;

“Joe, why the hell are you so concerned about illegal immigrants?’

Joe blushed and in a low tone replied:

“If we let Lou Dobbs secure our borders, where is our family enterprise, the Lieberman Domestic Employment Agency going to get its workers?”