When the last Thundercat disappeared into the distance, President Blunderfield addressed the nation.
“We are honored to have this military salute to our heroes, those front-line medical professionals who fight the COVID-19 virus,” his speech began.
After his speech, he started presenting awards to the brave doctors, nurses and paramedics. One of those doctors had brought her five-year-old daughter Millie.
Millie startled everyone when in her soft little voice she asked, “Mr. President, how do military jets celebrate our medical heroes?”
Fumbling for an answer, the president turned to an aide who replied to Millie, “They just do!”
“But they seem unrelated,” answered Millie.
At first there was an awkward silence on Genovia national television. Then a general stepped up to the microphone to answer Millie.
“Little girl,“ he replied in a booming voice. “In times of war, it is hard to recruit new soldiers. These jets fascinate young men, who then contact their local recruiter.”
“How the hell else do you think we can recruit soldiers to fight all these wars,” he added. “You think you can do any better!” Little Millie was frightened by this man and began to cry.
As he stepped down from the podium, his microphone still on, the general was heard to mutter, "I hate kids!"
Embarrassed by the honesty of the general's words and by reporters for the first time about to ask serious questions about these military flyovers, the president asked Millie,
“Do you want ice cream?”
And before she could answer he proclaimed, “Ice cream for everyone,” as his aides rushed to the local ice cream shop to buy everything they had.
With Love To All ~ Dick
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