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Gods Conversation with George Bush


You're traveling through another dimension -- a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's a signpost up ahead: your next stop: the Twilight Zone!

The place the West Wing of the White House, Washington, D.C.

The Date: March 26, 2008

The Time: 8:30 P.M.

The Participants: George Bush and a mysterious voice from the Twilight Zone.

Voice: George wake up, I want to talk to you!

George: Not now Dick, I’m trying to sleep.

Voice: This is not Dick, it’s God.

George: Your voice sounds different. Do you have a cold?

Voice: Different, than what? We’ve never spoken before.

George: Are you sure, I could swear that we’ve had long conversations.

Voice: Hey, I’m God, I know these things. I haven’t spoken directly to anyone since Moses. I hate to tell you this but Dick put an intercom system under your bed and has been telling you that he’s me.

George: Wow, that rascal. He did have some great ideas. What do you want from me? Do you want me to build an Ark? I could build it in the Rose Garden!

Voice: An Ark, do you think that I’d have you repopulate the world? What great ideas are you referring to?

George: He told me to make Jesus my role model, so I lowered taxes for the rich, attacked Iraq, made Medicaid almost impossible and stopped stem cell research among other things.

Voice: You’ve got to be kidding! Do you really think that Jesus would have done those things. He threw the money lenders out of the Temple, not invite them in. This is the last time I leave the task of making a President to someone else.

George: You mean that you usually make the Presidents yourself?

Voice: Yes, Washington I gave strength and leadership qualities. Adams got morality and forethought. Jefferson got great power over language. Lincoln got empathy and selflessness, etc..., but you got none of these characteristics.

George: Who created me?

Voice: Herbert Hoover.

George: He’s always been my role model.

Voice: I can tell. What I came to tell you is don’t listen to that voice that you’ve been hearing again. It’s not me. I’ll deal with him when the time is right. With his heart problems, turning him into a pile of salt seems appropriate.



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