GWB: Sorry Rummy, but I decided this morning that need a scapegoat.
Rummy: What do you mean?

GWB: Well, you are the first cabinetician that walks into my office and I have to decide fast, so you are it. I need some good news for the people to counteract the election debacle.

Rummy: Thats no fair. After all the mess we are in is your and your hunter buddy’s fault.

GWB: My fault? Look, I’m just a c-minus college student who went into politics to make daddy and his Saudi friend happy. Its not my fault.

Rummy: Yes, but it was you who decided to take over Irak. I told you it was a mistake, that no one would understand a war there. But you insisted.

GWB:No one would understand? And just what it is that you tell the soldiers you send to Irak? They don’t understand either? Well, let me tell you something, I don’t understand myself. You were supposed to come up with an explanation the common people like me could understand, but you never did.

Here Fict intevenes

Fict: Hey you guys, stop bickering or you both will wind in the history book just after Watergate and Iran-Contra. Here is what you should do. George, you go public saying what a great job Rummy made, being careful so as not to repeat the “heck of a job” mistake after Katrina or mention the word petroleum like you did last week. You explain that a fresh aproach is needed for obtaining the Irak democracy you decided they want over there. You Rummy, play it cool. Just be happy that you no longer have to worry about the liberated Irakis or their petroleum. Just let George here work this out with his Dad.

GWB: That what I like about you, Fict. That was a heck of a performance. I need more advisors like you.

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