Chapter Five:

The angel Gabriel,with a tap of his pointer,refreshes all three of the president's drinks and popcorn,"Life goes by quickly for George after this,"speeded up images quickly go by on the 72" HDTV,"Laura talks him into quitting drinking..."

"...Yet,"interjects lieutenant Don Knotts,"He still manages to project a 'playboy' lifestyle as the visual owner of the Texas Rangers[a clip of him throwing out a first pitch and hugging the catcher is put on the screen],and except for trading Sammy Sosa,everyone loves him."

"Soon he is helping is Dad run for president,and then running a race of his own.."

.."And he becomes governor of Texas-twice."

"Aaah,the governorship,wish I could have been governor,"sighs,Richard Nixon.

"Oh,"begins Ronald sipping his cola,"I liked it.That is where I first found Jelly Bellies."

"What the hell are Jelly Bellies?Is that some kind of new name for gerrymandering?"

"Well,No,they're jelly beans with flavoring not only on the outside shell,but also in the inside jelly,yes."

"They sound delicious...sort of like Marilyn Monroe"

"Oooh,"Nixon shudders.

"People,we are trying to watch a movie",interrupts Lieutenant Don.

"Now,"continues Gabe,"Let's pick up with a conversation between Dubya,Karl and Mr.Potter....

..."Dang it,George,"mumbles Mr.Potter,You've executed many prisoners before.Do you want to become president someday or not?"

"It's,it's just that he's retarded.How...how could he even know what he was doin'?"

"George..."hisses Karl,"I thought you called yourself a Christian?"

"I...I am.that's why I am thinking this way."

"George,"hisses Karl,again,"You sound so much like a liberal.Will you be preaching abortions or even gay marriage,next?"

Potter slams down his cane against his desk,"Karl,shut your trap.Just because you are correct,you have no right talking to young George that way,"Karl hisses as he backs up,"Now,listen to me George,you have a good heart,but Karl is right.While he has no right to talk to you that way,you should be listening to what he's saying.In fact,"snorts Mr.Potter,"Karl will never steer you wrong."

Dubya stares at the old man,as Mr Potter carries on,"But you are not seeing the BIG PICTURE.How many people died in this war of your father's..allot ,I suppose....but now the nations oil supply is secure."

"What's that got to do with killing ..."

"Dang it,George,how many people die in traffic accidents every day?Do the people care?No!Why?I'll tell you why,because the nation runs on oil.People's lives and livelyhoods depend on oil.They have to get to work.It is a price the people are willing to pay.So what if uncle Jake dies in a car crash,or cousin Bertha in an industrial accident.The masses in their greed don't care.They still work.They still drive."

"Take away their precious oil and they will hang you up by your balls,"Hisses Karl.

Potter,again,snaps his cane at Karl,"Not all poor people are murderers,George.That's what this all about.Protecting the good people.Tell me George,how are you protecting your people George,by not punishing a murderer?Why,you're the good shepherd-protect your sheep,George.It's your Christian duty."