I don't know...it might be me...tell me if I'm wrong...but...
I think that a woman president would be okay. Not saying it’s the answer to the world’s dilemma...Jesus is the answer. (Sing it, Larnell!) Anyway...a woman president would do things different. Face to face negotiations with other countries would take on a whole new level. That ethereal, gossamer, filmy world of female communication.
Can you imagine for a moment how talks with Russian President Putin would go down?
“President Putin...it’s not WHAT you said...IT’S HOW YOU SAID IT!”
Israel would come to the peace talk table...and Mrs. President would be silent. Israeli Prime Minister Olmert would now suddenly become aware of the female tactic: the cold shoulder.
“Mrs. President...how are you today?”
She’s looking at her fingernails.
“What would you like to talk about today?”
“Anything.”
“Where would you like to sit?”
“Anywhere.”
“Mrs. President...what is wrong?”
A glance out the window...followed by the famous word:
“Nothing.”
And every good husband knows...that NOTHING is a SOMETHING! And you better figure out how that nothing that really is a something started out as a nothing but you did something to make that nothing a something, because in reality that something is a nothing but to her the nothing is a something, and she wants you to dicipher what the nothing-something is...OR YOU’RE GOING TO BE NOTHING!
And the bottom line is this:
A woman president would never make a bomb that destroys the world ten times over. She’d make a bomb that makes every male in America feel like a jerk for about three days! Guys showing up on the White House lawn for no reason with flowers and candy shouting: “I’m sorry, dear. You’re right...I was wrong! Hold me!”
I don’t know...it might be me...tell me if I’m wrong...but…
KELLY VENTURA
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