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.But okay.I stipulate maybe ‘judgment’ isn’t the right word, either.Look, Crispy, these things happen.”“ ‘These things happen’ is, perhaps,” Crispus said, “the biggest intellectual and philosophical cop-out since Pontius Pilate washed his hands.”“But practical, you have to admit.”“Oh—urrr.”“What was that?”“That was a groan.They happen.Well,” he sighed, “the Rubicon appears to have been crossed.And peed into.”“Stipulated.”“What would the Chief be likely to do if he found out about this unfortunate information? Leaving aside your computer skills, it doesn’t appear to speak well of Brother Haro.On the other hand, he was under the understandable impression that you had petulantly instructed him to kiss your behind, which he doubtlessly viewed as poor recompense for having gone to the trouble of finding justification for your—may I say—deplorable vote in Peester.”“I don’t give a church mouse fart about that.I understand why he was so pissed off.I don’t think justices ought to be leaking all over each other, but I understand why he did it.Over and out.It’s where we go from here.Chiefy’ll go nuclear if he finds out what the FBI found out.He takes that kind of thing very seriously.He’s an ethics wonk.”Crispus considered.“Well, I imagine the first thing he’ll do is confront Brother Haro.” He held up the incriminating pieces of paper and said, “I must say, I would dearly love to watch him try to explain these away.Thing is, he’s so damn smart, he probably could.All right, so you present these to the Chief, the Chief goes through the ceiling like a helicopter, confronts the Last Samurai, and all this while a very large freight train is approaching our station.” He looked at Pepper.“You have to ask yourself: is this, as your Mr.Shakespeare would say, a consummation devoutly to be wished?”Pepper stared.She took the two pieces of paper, folded them, and slowly tore them into small pieces which she dropped into a wastebasket.“For a moment there,” Crispus said, “I thought you were going to make origami.”“Oh, shut up,” she said, walking to the door.“It’s been most eventful here since you arrived,” he said.“A strange energy seems to have descended upon our little temple and taken roost amid the pediments.You’re not by any chance a witch, are you? A succubus, perhaps, sent by the Evil One to bring about the End of Days?”Pepper shrugged.“I wouldn’t rule it out at this point.”Thirty seconds, Mr.President.”“Thank you.” For once, the President did not do his vocal exercises.“Ten seconds.”“Good evening.I.”No further words issued from the presidential orifice.The pause continued, elongated, as everyone in the Oval Office, even the Secret Service agents, exchanged fraught glances.Given the tumult of the preceding days, anything was possible: a nervous breakdown, a stroke.? A technician nervously examined the teleprompter.No malfunction was evident.Seven seconds went by—an eternity when a U.S.president is going completely blank in front of a live TV audience estimated at a billion people worldwide.The lapse would quickly come to be called Seven Seconds in November.*“.”The President’s eyes were looking distantly off to the side, not at the teleprompter.Hayden Cork, standing off to one side, looked on in something like frozen horror.He wondered, should he summon Dr.Hughes, the presidential physician?Bringing eternity to a close, the President smiled gently and said, “Let me start over.This is one heck of a situation we find ourselves in, isn’t it?”At this moment, Hayden Cork realized, God in heaven—he’s improvising.“And I accept my share of the blame for it,” the President was saying, words not found on the teleprompter.Graydon Clenndennynn nudged Hayden: What on earth is he doing?Hayden gave an exhausted shrug that seemed to say: I don’t know.I have no idea.But I’m going to kill myself after this, so it really doesn’t matter.“After the Congress passed this term limit amendment,” the President said, “I got angry and decided to run, on the principle that I didn’t think it was right to alter the U.S.Constitution just for petty political revenge.I thought a point needed to be made.I did not expect to win.But.now, here we are.For whatever reason, you elected me to a second term.“At the same time, thirty-eight state legislatures ratified the amendment—with, I must say, impressive speed.That amendment, now having the force of law, bars me from taking office for a second term.“And so we find ourselves in.a very American sort of situation.Darned if you do.Darned if you don’t.The question is, where do we go from here? Where.do we go from here?“Now, in the last few days, I have consulted with a lot of very smart people.Constitutional scholars, experts, professors, former attorney generals—you name ’em, I’ve probably heard from them.About the only thing they agree on is that it’s all scr—it’s a confused situation.So the question is how to unconfuse it.At this point we need a little clarity.Clarity.As much clarity as we can lay our hands on.“Now, the only other thing that all these wise folks agreed was that at this point, it probably makes sense to turn to the institution that was, in some ways, invented for just these situations.”Pepper, watching on TV, closed her eyes.The President sighed.“The Supreme Court.It wouldn’t be the first time that the highest Court got involved in deciding a presidential election.So it’s not as though we haven’t been there before.“But I know, I know, somehow it doesn’t seem a satisfactory way to deal with it.asking nine people to decide, when more than a hundred forty million of you took the trouble to vote.“So,” the President continued, “my inclination was to resign.To resign the office of President, and go home to.Ohio,” he said longingly, “and to turn it over to Vice President Schmidtz, who would, constitutionally, become President.That, at any rate, was my plan.“But as it turns out, that would not necessarily solve the problem.Because when this proposal was made to Senator Mitchell, his representatives indicated that it was not a satisfactory solution.I imagine you will be hearing from him directly, but I think it is fair to summarize his position as follows: he feels that the presidency ought to be his.By default.“And so the situation remains unresolved.Or at least not solved by my saying good-bye and going home.“So that’s where we are as of now, my fellow Americans.I just wanted to let you know where we stand.And to tell you that I’m trying to do my best.I really am.But whatever happens, don’t give up on America.It’s still a great country.It’s just a little confused at the moment.“Good night.Sorry to interrupt your TV shows.God bless.”MOTHERFUCKER,” Dexter said.“Cocksucking motherfucking cocksucker.”They had watched the President’s televised address in a suite purposefully and strategically situated in the Hay-Adams Hotel, directly across from the White House [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.But okay.I stipulate maybe ‘judgment’ isn’t the right word, either.Look, Crispy, these things happen.”“ ‘These things happen’ is, perhaps,” Crispus said, “the biggest intellectual and philosophical cop-out since Pontius Pilate washed his hands.”“But practical, you have to admit.”“Oh—urrr.”“What was that?”“That was a groan.They happen.Well,” he sighed, “the Rubicon appears to have been crossed.And peed into.”“Stipulated.”“What would the Chief be likely to do if he found out about this unfortunate information? Leaving aside your computer skills, it doesn’t appear to speak well of Brother Haro.On the other hand, he was under the understandable impression that you had petulantly instructed him to kiss your behind, which he doubtlessly viewed as poor recompense for having gone to the trouble of finding justification for your—may I say—deplorable vote in Peester.”“I don’t give a church mouse fart about that.I understand why he was so pissed off.I don’t think justices ought to be leaking all over each other, but I understand why he did it.Over and out.It’s where we go from here.Chiefy’ll go nuclear if he finds out what the FBI found out.He takes that kind of thing very seriously.He’s an ethics wonk.”Crispus considered.“Well, I imagine the first thing he’ll do is confront Brother Haro.” He held up the incriminating pieces of paper and said, “I must say, I would dearly love to watch him try to explain these away.Thing is, he’s so damn smart, he probably could.All right, so you present these to the Chief, the Chief goes through the ceiling like a helicopter, confronts the Last Samurai, and all this while a very large freight train is approaching our station.” He looked at Pepper.“You have to ask yourself: is this, as your Mr.Shakespeare would say, a consummation devoutly to be wished?”Pepper stared.She took the two pieces of paper, folded them, and slowly tore them into small pieces which she dropped into a wastebasket.“For a moment there,” Crispus said, “I thought you were going to make origami.”“Oh, shut up,” she said, walking to the door.“It’s been most eventful here since you arrived,” he said.“A strange energy seems to have descended upon our little temple and taken roost amid the pediments.You’re not by any chance a witch, are you? A succubus, perhaps, sent by the Evil One to bring about the End of Days?”Pepper shrugged.“I wouldn’t rule it out at this point.”Thirty seconds, Mr.President.”“Thank you.” For once, the President did not do his vocal exercises.“Ten seconds.”“Good evening.I.”No further words issued from the presidential orifice.The pause continued, elongated, as everyone in the Oval Office, even the Secret Service agents, exchanged fraught glances.Given the tumult of the preceding days, anything was possible: a nervous breakdown, a stroke.? A technician nervously examined the teleprompter.No malfunction was evident.Seven seconds went by—an eternity when a U.S.president is going completely blank in front of a live TV audience estimated at a billion people worldwide.The lapse would quickly come to be called Seven Seconds in November.*“.”The President’s eyes were looking distantly off to the side, not at the teleprompter.Hayden Cork, standing off to one side, looked on in something like frozen horror.He wondered, should he summon Dr.Hughes, the presidential physician?Bringing eternity to a close, the President smiled gently and said, “Let me start over.This is one heck of a situation we find ourselves in, isn’t it?”At this moment, Hayden Cork realized, God in heaven—he’s improvising.“And I accept my share of the blame for it,” the President was saying, words not found on the teleprompter.Graydon Clenndennynn nudged Hayden: What on earth is he doing?Hayden gave an exhausted shrug that seemed to say: I don’t know.I have no idea.But I’m going to kill myself after this, so it really doesn’t matter.“After the Congress passed this term limit amendment,” the President said, “I got angry and decided to run, on the principle that I didn’t think it was right to alter the U.S.Constitution just for petty political revenge.I thought a point needed to be made.I did not expect to win.But.now, here we are.For whatever reason, you elected me to a second term.“At the same time, thirty-eight state legislatures ratified the amendment—with, I must say, impressive speed.That amendment, now having the force of law, bars me from taking office for a second term.“And so we find ourselves in.a very American sort of situation.Darned if you do.Darned if you don’t.The question is, where do we go from here? Where.do we go from here?“Now, in the last few days, I have consulted with a lot of very smart people.Constitutional scholars, experts, professors, former attorney generals—you name ’em, I’ve probably heard from them.About the only thing they agree on is that it’s all scr—it’s a confused situation.So the question is how to unconfuse it.At this point we need a little clarity.Clarity.As much clarity as we can lay our hands on.“Now, the only other thing that all these wise folks agreed was that at this point, it probably makes sense to turn to the institution that was, in some ways, invented for just these situations.”Pepper, watching on TV, closed her eyes.The President sighed.“The Supreme Court.It wouldn’t be the first time that the highest Court got involved in deciding a presidential election.So it’s not as though we haven’t been there before.“But I know, I know, somehow it doesn’t seem a satisfactory way to deal with it.asking nine people to decide, when more than a hundred forty million of you took the trouble to vote.“So,” the President continued, “my inclination was to resign.To resign the office of President, and go home to.Ohio,” he said longingly, “and to turn it over to Vice President Schmidtz, who would, constitutionally, become President.That, at any rate, was my plan.“But as it turns out, that would not necessarily solve the problem.Because when this proposal was made to Senator Mitchell, his representatives indicated that it was not a satisfactory solution.I imagine you will be hearing from him directly, but I think it is fair to summarize his position as follows: he feels that the presidency ought to be his.By default.“And so the situation remains unresolved.Or at least not solved by my saying good-bye and going home.“So that’s where we are as of now, my fellow Americans.I just wanted to let you know where we stand.And to tell you that I’m trying to do my best.I really am.But whatever happens, don’t give up on America.It’s still a great country.It’s just a little confused at the moment.“Good night.Sorry to interrupt your TV shows.God bless.”MOTHERFUCKER,” Dexter said.“Cocksucking motherfucking cocksucker.”They had watched the President’s televised address in a suite purposefully and strategically situated in the Hay-Adams Hotel, directly across from the White House [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]