If There Were a Coup, Would We Even Hear About It?

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If there were a coup, would we even hear about it? Believe me, if the Joint Chiefs if Staff decided to do such a thing,it would all be behind closed doors, and none of us would likely ever know that it had happened.

This is how a coup against the Bush Administration would most likely unfold.

After a closed meeting of the JCS, an ultimatum would be delivered by a very close friend of the Bush family to George H.W. Bush, Sr. A delegation of GOP luminaries would be dispatched by the family patriarch to tell Vice President Cheney that he, too, will be resigning for health reasons.

Later that day, there would be an intervention in the White House residence. Karen and Condi would be seated nearest to W, each holding the President's hand. Pickles would lock herself in her suite, pour herself chilled vodka out of a sterling tea decanter, and chain-smoke Parliaments, crushing the butts into an eggshell china saucer, the last piece of a set that had been given to President Thomas Jefferson by the First Ambassador from France.

After those nearest and dearest delivered the bad news that he would no longer be able to play President, W would begin to mutter, "It's just so hard. . . it's just so hard." His cheeks and nose would break out into reddish splotches, and his jaw would grind involuntarily. W would find himself again with an overwhelming desire for a drink and some cocaine.

After a few minutes of quiet sobs and muttering, the President would suddenly look around the room, a new expression -- half of exaltation and half of rage -- across his face. His voice vibrating with a flat West Texas drawl. "I know it's those fucking Democrats and their, uh, commie friends. I want them all, uh, killed - start with that bitch Clinton. Get General Myers and Porter Goss on the phone."

"Mr. President, that is no longer an option."

Not really hearing the voices telling him to relax, Bush would rise from his overstuffed, leather reclining Barka Lounger chair. "Now! I said, get me the fucking phone, Andy!!"

With a nod from Andrew Card, two Secret Service agents would grab W from behind and with one practiced, frightfully swift movement, lift him from his feet and press him firmly flat into the recliner. A Naval Officer, the White House physician, would again jab a hypodermic needle into Bush's arm -- a double dose of the usual anti-depressant cocktail, this time mixed with a powerful sedative.

For the next ten hours, President George W. Bush would sprawl motionless, like a limp puppet in his Barka Lounger. The TV would stay tuned to the same channel for the next two days. The Cartoon Channel would carry no news bulletin about the sudden resignation of the President and Vice President of the United States.

As the last aide exited the room on the last day of his Presidency, W was heard murmering over and over to himself, "I want the Rice-A-Roni tonight mommy, not the Spaghetti-Os. No Spaghetti-Os for Dubya, mommy."


Copyright 2005, Mark G. Levey

[Benhurst]

1. Well, there was a coup in 2000 and most Americans

didn't hear about it.

[DU9598]

2. So true

Great observation Benhurst

[leftofthedial]

3. they called the coup of 2000 an "election"

we'd see the changes (as we have for the past five years), but the event would go unnoted