"Come in, Senator! Thank you for doing me this favor!"
"Madam President, it would be a pleasure to call on you at any time even if you were nOt President.
Perhaps more."
"Uncle Sam, I don"t know what that means but I like it. Now to work! Would it suit you to work for me?"
"You know it would, my dear-but I have a cohst.i.tuency."
"I don"t mean resign and take a job here. But can"t you pair votes, or something? I need a lot of help from you right now and more later."
"Anything the President wants, the President gets. Yes, I can always arrange a pair. . - even when I"m only nominally out of the District." He looked down at her. "Trouble?"
"Work I don"t know how to handle. I"ve got to appoint twenty-three judges and I can"t put it off much longer. And I don"t know how to tell a knucklehead from an Oliver Wendell Holmes. See that tall stack? And that one? Those are the written opinions-or other legal writings if they are not already judges- from the candidates for judgeships. No names on them, and other identifications blacked out. Just identification numbers. I thought I could read this mess and tell which ones had their heads screwed on tight. I can"t. I don"t understand legalese, I"m not a lawyer."
"I"m not a lawyer either, bright eyes."~ "No, but you"re the world"s leading semanticist. I figured that, if you couldn"t understand something, then it was really nonsense."
"It"s a good approach. If a person of normal intelligence, and a reasonably full education, cannot understand a piece of prose, then it is gibberish. But you shouldn"t be doing it; you have a country to worry about. I don"t have time, either, but I"ll take time; my staff are quite competent to wipe the noses and hold the hands of my const.i.tuents for a while. I"ll arrange it."
"Then you"ll do it! Uncle Sam, you"re a dear!"
"But I want a bribe."
"You do? I thought I was supposed to be offered bribes, not have to pay them."
"I"m eccentric. I take bribes only from pretty little girls I"ve known a long time."
"You"re eccentric, all right. What is that thing you wear on your head? A cow pat?"
"My dear, you"re colorblind. Madam President, I have a proposed amendment to the Const.i.tution I want you to sponsor. . . and by great good luck I just happen to have a copy of it on me."
"I"ll bet you sleep with a copy of it on you. No, just put it on the desk. Now tell me what it is supposed to accomplish."
"It permits a citizen to challenge the Const.i.tutionality of any law or regulation, Federal or any lesser authority, on the grounds that it is ambivalent, equivocal, or cannot be understood by a person of average intelligence. Paragraph two defines "average intelligence." Paragraph three defines and limits the tests that may be used to test the challenged law. The fourth paragraph excludes law students, law school graduates, lawyers, judges, and uncertified j .p."s from being test subjects. I call it "the Semantic Amendment."
"No, you don"t; you call it "the Plain English Amendment." Show biz, Uncle Sam. Senator, under this amendment could a person challenge the income tax law on the grounds that he has to hire an expert to make out his form 1040?"
"He certainly could. And he would win, too, as no three I.R.S men can get the same answers out of identical data if the picture is at all complex."
"Hmm- What if he"s bright enough but can"t read?"
"Paragraph three."
"How about the Federal Budget? It isn"t law in the usual meaning but Congress votes on it and it has the force of law, where it applies."
"First paragraph. It quacks like a duck, waddles like a duck-it"s a duck."
"I"ll try to study this before I fall asleep tonight. Senator, this one we"re going to put over!"
"Don"t be too certain, Madam President. Lawyers are going to hate this . . . and the Congress and all the state legislatures have a majority of lawyers."
"And every one of them not anxious to lose his job. That"s their weakness . . . because it"s awfully easy to work up hate against lawyers. Senator, this bill will be introduced by lawyers. Both Houses. Both parties. Not by you, you"re not a lawyer. Uncle Sam, I"m an amateur president but I"m a pro in show biz.
It"ll play in Paducah."
The two Presidents were seated alone at the front of the crowded grandstand. Two kilometers in front of them a s.p.a.ceship, small compared with the Shuttle a.s.semblage, but close to the size of the Shuttle alone, stood upright in the bright Mexican mountain sunshine. A voice from everywhere was counting: "-sixty-one seconds one minute.. . . fifty-nine fifty-eight-"
She said, "How are you coming with Spanglish, Senor el Presidente?"
He shrugged and smiled, "As before, Dona la Presidenta. I know it is simple; I hear your people and ours talking in it - . . and I understand them. But I don"t have time to study. When I leave office-" He spread his hands.
"I know. Perhaps two years from now-I can"t believe I"ve been in office only six years. It feels like sixty."
"You"ve accomplished sixty years of statecraft; the whole world is awestruck."
"-forty-one . . . forty. . . thirty-nine-"
"There never was anything really seriously wrong with my country, Mr. President. We made some silly mistakes, then compounded them by being stubborn. The Fence, for example. What"s the point in a Fence that doesn"t work? So I had it torn down."
"Madam, your most creative act of statesmanship! Without that act of faith, you and I could never have put over our Treaty of Mutual a.s.sistance. And the dozen major advances we have started under it.
This. You and I would not be sitting here."
"Yes. No more wetbacks and this. Mr. President, I still don"t understand how a beam of light can put a s.p.a.ceship into orbit."
"Neither do I, Madam President, neither do I. But I believe your engineers.
"So do I but it frightens me."
"-fifteen. . . The Binational Solar Power Zone is now on standby power.. . nine. . . eight-"
"Oh! Will you hold my hand? Please!"
"-four! . . - three! .. . two! - . . one! . . . LIGHT!"
A single inhalation by thousands, then came the everywhere voice in soft, reverent tones: "Look at that b.a.s.t.a.r.d go!"
"-direct from O"Neill Village, Ell-Five. It"s a beautiful day here, it"s always a beautiful day here. But today is our happiest fiesta ever; little Ariel Henson Jones, first baby born in s.p.a.ce, is one year old today.
All four of her grandparents are here, her father"s parents having traveled all the way from Over-the-Rainbow, Ell-Four, via Luna City Complex, just to be here on this great day. Don"t repeat this but a little bird, a parrot, told me that one of Ariel"s grandmothers is pregnant again. I won"t say which one but it"s personal good news for all of us here in the sky because, if true and I can a.s.sure you it is, it is one more and very important datum in the rapidly growing list to show that youthfulness in all ways is markedly extended simply by living in free-fall. Correction: the mild acceleration we experience at the skin of our Village. . . but which we can leave behind completely at any time for freefall sports at the axis.
"And you can enjoy them, too. This newscast comes to you sponsored by O"Neill Village Chamber of Commerce. Visitors welcome. You haven"t lived until you ride the Light Beam, the cheapest way to travel per thousand kilometers ever invented by a factor of at least one hundred.. . and not uncomfortable even the first few seconds since the installation of the new totalsupport hydraulic couches. Also you haven"t lived until you"ve seen our free-fall ballet! You think Las Vegas has shows? Wait till you see a Coriolis torch dance. Or what free-fall does for a hundred-centimeter bust. Oh, boy! Or if you like to gamble we"ll take your money with brand-new games as happily as Monte Carlo or Atlantic City. See your travel agent for a variety of package vacations.
"Or more than a vacation. Buying a share in the Village is cheaper than buying a house in most cities down heavyside. But if you are young and healthy and possess certain needed skills your migration into the sky can be subsidized. Phone the placement office here for details, same rates as from San Francisco to New York. Wups! Almost forgot to tell you: knowledge of industrial Spanglish required, plus some Brownie points for any other language you know.. .
It could be that way, over the Rainbow. As Madam President said, there never has been anything incurably wrong with our country and our world-just a horrid acc.u.mulation of silly mistakes that could be corrected with horse sense and the will to do it.
We have a lot of healthy, intelligent people with a wide spread of useful skills, trades, and professions. We have a wonderful big country not yet too crowded and still wealthy in real wealthh, bankrupt on paper but that can always be corrected with real wealth, will, and work. Actually it"s easier to be happy and get rich than it is to go down the chute. This country has so much going for it that it takes a lot of work combined with wrong-headed stubbornness to ruin this country. It"s not easy.
In the meantime dont go away. There are still a lot of sacred cows I haven"t kicked but plan to. . .
someday. So, unless I"m hit by a taxicab while swiveling on my cane to ogle pretty girls, I"ll be back.
The End.
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