Chapter Seven:

"Next,"said the angel Gabriel turning away from the Tv screen to look at the president's faces,"Disaster struck."

The ex-presidents look on in a silent stunned horror.Lt.Donald changes the scene to George W. reading an upside down children's book in a Sarasota elementary class room.

"Why is he just sitting there?" asks president Reagan.

"Get up and do something,you fool,"shouts Richard Nixon.

"Ah,there he goes,"states JFK as he watches Bush finally leave the classroom.

Don Knotts speaks,"This is president Bush's finest hour.He actually raises to the occasion and forges the nation forward,"The giant 72' HDTV shows mutiple images of state after state;neighborhood after neighborhood,all showing every house and every apartment building displaying and waving American flags.

"This is what I am talking about!"gleams JFK.

'Skreeeeeeeeeeeech,'suddenly an awful noise penetrates evey fiber of the heavenly viewing room,"My,oh,my,"pleads Reagan covering his ears,"What is that racket?"

Nixon points to the screen.It is Donald Rumsfeld scratching his fingernails against a blackboard.Rummy speaks,"You want to get that mad-man's oil,I'm the man ta do it."

"Now,now wait just a guard dern minute.I said Laura said we should go after him.You know,to finish what my Daddy started.But shouldn't we finish with Afghanistan first?Shouldn't we show the people the head of Osama bin Laden,first.Ya know,all the generals are tellin' me we should stay the course-finish this mission..then if we have to..we invade Iraq."

"George,"begins Mr.Potter picking up a Bible,"Have you ever even read this?"

"Umm,bits and pieces,"

"Well,George,In the book of 'First Kings',it tells a story of Solomon's son,Rehoboam.Now,George,did you know that Solomon was Israel's wisest leader,and THE son of David...You remember David,don't you?"

"Say yessssss,"whispers Karl to the President.

"Yesssss."

"Well,Solomon was David's direct descendent...Just like Jesus....are you following me,boy?"

"No."

"Dang it boy.This is prophecy!Jesus is David,your father is Solomon....That means that you are Rehoboam.Say it."

"I am Rehoboam."

"Good,"goes Potter,"Now Solomon was the king who built the Temple.He had to raise the people's taxes to do it.But now that the temple was built and Solomon was dead,the people were asking why they should follow Rehoboam...just what was in it for them?"

"I am Rehoboam,"smiles George.

"Good,you're getting it.Not knowing what to do,Rehoboam went to his father's trusted advisors.They told him to lower the taxes,and the people would follow him forever."

"So,I,Rehoboam,lowered their taxes,right.That's wise."

Potter hits his cane against George's table,"No,dang it boy,you-Rehoboam-did not.He went to his younger generals and took their advice instead.They told him him that his thumb was stronger then his father's whole body."

"That's a mighty strong thumb."

"Dang it boy.He ended up raising taxes and splitting Israel in two forever.If he would had only listened to his trusted advisor's instead of his younger generals,Israel would have remained strong and never divided.Now,George,you are Rehoboam...are you going to listen to your young generals and divide this great nation,or are you going to trust your loyal advisors,and save this great country?"

"I get it....raising taxes is BAD!"

"Wha-?No...ah...Close enough.Now go on Rummy,you were saying."

"First-we don't need many troops.We will be greeted as liberators..."