United Nations. Now what more
could I possibly have said to make the whole thing
any more inane? Maybe I was supposed to have told
them "as recognized in principles expounded by the
American Automobile, Association." Maybe I
should have given the whole speech in Pig Latin,
and made funny faces while I was at it! Maybe I
should have come out to make the statement in a
clown's costume! But I did not do that-because I
refuse to talk down to the American public. I refuse
to pull my punches. I refuse to believe that the
people of this great nation are incapable of
recognizing the most outrageous kind of hypocrisy
or sniffing out the most blatant contradictions
imaginable . . . And yet this, this is my reward, for
my faith in America. The Boy Scouts of America
screaming to the TV cameras that Trick E. Dixon
favors sexual intercourse. Favors fornicationbetween
people!
POLITICAL COACH: Of course, as of now, it's still only
the Boy Scouts, Mr. President.
TRICKY: Today the Boy Scouts (here he sinks down
onto the bench before the blackboard,
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barely restraining a sob)-tomorrow the world! ...
And what about my wife-what is she going to think?
What if she starts to believe it? What about my
children? WHAT ABOUT THE VOTERS!
SPIRITUAL' COACH: Here, here, Mr. President. I
sympathize with your chagrin, particularly as it
relates to your fine family. But, frankly, I do not
believe that the American people who see you on
TV, any more than those who know you at
firsthand, are going to be taken in by such a blatant
fabrication. If ever a man, in his every word and
deed, his every movement and gesture, his glance,
his sneer, his very smile, put the lie to such a
slanderous accusation as this one, it is you.
TRICKY (visibly moved) : Reverend, I thank you for
that tribute. Surely I have tried to give no indication
whatsoever to the people of this country that I even
know what sexual intercourse is. Futhermore, I have
instructed my family that they must under no
circumstances allow it to appear that any of us have
ever in our lives been. infected by desire or lust, or,
for that matter, an appetite for anything at all,
outside of political power. This may sound
immodest of me, but I happen to pride myself on
the fact that if it weren't for my perspiring so on
television, the American people would probably
have no way in the world of telling that under my
clothes I
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am flesh. And, of course you all know, as a result
of a decision I reached here during a lonely vigil in
the locker room only a few nights ago, this disorder
will very shortly be corrected when I enter Walter
Reed Hospital to undergo a secret operation for the
surgical removal of the sweat glands from my
upper lip. You see, gentlemen, that is how
dedicated I am to dissociating myself from
anything remotely resembling a human body.
But now to accuse me of this! As though to be
for the rights of the unborn was prima facie
evidence-that is, evidence sufficient to establish a
fact, or to raise a presumption of fact ... that's what
we lawyers mean by that phrase ... as you know,
before entering the White House I was a lawyer, and
so I know phrases like that ... as though that were
prima facie evidence that I was also in favor of the
process by which the unborn come into existence in
the first place. To accuse me, because of a perfectly
innocuous statement like that, of encouraging
people to have intercourse in order that they should
have unborn, in order that those unborn should
have these rights -that don't even exist! And that I
wouldn't care about, even if they did! How could I?
Here I am, President of the United States and
Leader of the Free World, working and slaving with
every fiber of my being, night and day, three
hundred and sixty-five days a year, for the sole
purpose of
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getting myself reelected-where would I find the
time to worry about the rights of
Elizabeth Amelia Barrington