12:10 P.M. Tuesday July 13th 2010 – Obama and His Court Jester

After spending two hours in meetings with his Vice President the President remembered the great pressure put upon him to select this complete idiot as his running mate. Now, he was forced to work with him for another two and a half years and the mere thought of it made him nauseous. Working with Biden was like working with a blue collar worker who just never quite got it. He was doing what he was doing, because he was just that, an idiot, the President thought.
Now, he had to spend a tortuous lunch with him and wondered how he was going to keep from blowing his stack. He knew with no cigarettes around this could be a nerve racking experience. The working lunch was cover for an additional briefing of arrangements involving a “what if” scenario. The President was getting more death threats lately and he wanted the Vice President to be up on some additional developments that would be important in case anything happened.
After the appetizer plates were removed Joe belched with satisfaction and the aroma of it carried across the table and hit the President smack in the face. Joe sheepishly grinned while the President had to fight off the smell of raw onions that had now penetrated his nostrils. He looked across at his court jester and decided, fuck him, fuck the country. I don’t care what they do if I’m bumped off, fuck them all, I can’t take any more of this. With that he cut his lunch short and announced that he was late for his meeting with Defense Secretary Gates and said he had to run.
He was early of course to his meeting with Gates, but Gates was always early so the meeting started as soon as he arrived back in the Oval Office. Gates was coy as the President asked a hundred questions about the Iranian Operation which was code named Alice in Wonderland. Gates was smart enough to realize that too much information was dangerous for this President. He had his people do a proper background check on him while he was running for President and by the time he hit the White House he had enough information to send him away for the rest of his life. Gates had learned from the pro, J. Edgar Hoover that without information you had no power. In his own subtle way he let the young smartass President know he knew about his past and his handlers. He wasn’t specific with the leader but he got the message. General Petraeus was also on board with this information so the President had to let the military continue with their regional efforts to isolate and contain Iran.
The President, after asking questions for forty-five minutes with very few answers from Gates gave up as the 529th day of the Obama Presidency scheduled a half round of golf.