I'll be plum dagnabbed. Hear what Condi done up and said, Karl?
Matter of fact I did, George.
That's it then. Carryin' on with the U.N. like we was some kind a' hippy ass peaceniks gets my goat, Karl, and it's high time I sent THAT lady packin...
Not possible, George.
Say again? Who say's I can't? I'm the frickin President a' these hear United States and...
Oh you COULD. You even SHOULD fire her, but that'd make two former minorities you hired then fired over at State.
Dammitall, Karl, but you know that Colon and Rummy couldn't be in the same building let alone room together, so I hadda show him the door and you know it.
Yes, and the media fell in love with him as a rejected minority member as soon as he no longer worked for you. With Condoleeza, it'll be twice as bad because she is twice the minority.
Then where's my move. Karl?
Well, you can't promote her, and the Peter Principle notwithstanding she's risen as far as her incompetency will allow...
Peter? Peter who?...
So the ceasefire between the Israeli's and Hezbollah will have to turn out even worse than anyone feared it could...
Ceasefire? We can't be havin' no ceasefire with them fascist bastards! They done seen too much of the Israeli military, Karl, so the next time they wanna tussle they'll have taken the Jews' measure...
Sorry George, but it has to be this way. Condoleeza has put herself in a position where she's out of our reach to shoot her ideas down. No, she has to be permitted to run with this then have it all come crashing down around her.
You don't mean...
Yes, George, afraid I do. If anyone can assist her down the road of absolute shame it must be them.
Dang but you play some hardball, old hoss. Okay then. Hey Miss Glenda, you there? Do me a favor darlin' and tell the French Ambassador we'd like to have a word with him...
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