Chapter Twelve:

George W.Bush is in his private White House kitchen micro-waving a mug of whole milk.'Ding!'It is done.He opens the micro-waves door and instead of his mug of warm milk he sees Richard Nixon's head,"Boo!"

"Geez!"yells Dubya,turning away quickly.This time he sees the whole body of Richard M. Nixon,head and all,"Aaaah,"George screeches.He turns away,again.Again,he sees the ghost of Nixon,"Whoa!"George turns right into a cupboard,knocking himself to the floor.Tricky Dick,bends over-shoulders hunched,hands together-and asks,"Are you all right?"

Suddenly,George jumps up and tackles our thirty seventh president.They both go sprawling to the ground,"Ha-ha,do you think this is funny?Come on,you creepy ghost,say uncle."

"Now just wait a gosh darned minute,"yells Nixon,"I'm here to help you."

"Say uncle,first,"the scrapping George yells at Dick,"What ya gonna tell me about anyway,huh?"

Single word answers escape Nixon's mouth,"Darfur.Sudan.Iraq."

Soon the forty third president has the thirty seventh in a headlock and is twirling around on the floor trying to pin him,"None of those words is 'uncle'.Try again....

"Uuugh,Afghanistan,Katrina,cough-cough.No health insurance,unemployment,China,North Korea...cough ugh."

"Ya gotta say 'uncle' first,before I'll listen,"says George applying the pressure.

Suddenly,Richard M.Nixon remembers he's from Heaven and taps George on the hip,thus causing George enough pain to let him go.

"Why,why,that's cheatin,"claims Dubya,"And I had ya,too.Ouch,by hip is mighty sore."

Tricky Dick helps our hero up off the floor,"You're quite a scrapper.I wasn't expecting that."

"Well,"says 'W',"I was a cheerleader.What's all those words got ta do with me,anyway?Can ya tell me?"

"George,right now there is allot of suffering going on in the world.Kids in Dufar getting their hands chopped off.Soldiers in Iraq losing their legs.Poverty and good hard working people just barely getting by."

"Ya can't change nothing.It's always been like that.I'm only one man."'Ding'.George hears the micro-wave go off.Instinctively,he turns around and opens the door,and graps his mug of milk,"Besides,Potters says...hey,were ya go...?"