A PINCH OF SALT AND PEPPER
Why the United States Won’t Kick Rodrigo Duterte Out
Barak Obama
found it hard to fall asleep. As much as he tossed and turned, he could not
successfully fall into a slumber. Something was bothering him and he was
appalled to find out how literally that fact was. When he opened his eyes, he
heard a voice emanating from outside his bedroom door. He heard his name
repeatedly spoken with a western twang, summoning him. Foregoing the thought of
waking his wife and asking if she heard the same thing; he put on a robe and
walked toward the origin of the voice. It led him to the Oval office where he
found the ghost of Ronald Reagan sitting on a couch, waiting for him.
After composing
himself, he walked to the presidential desk and addressed his guest.
“To what do I
owe the pleasure, Ron?”
There was an
insincere smile on the actor-president’s face as he replied. “No pleasure,
really; not for either of us. Let me cut to the chase. Lately, I’ve been
hearing about this fellah way over in the Philippines: this “Duterte” guy.
Seems he’s been kicking up a lot of sand and dirt; making a racket over at the
Pacific. I heard he’s even flirting with the Russians.”
“Yes. So?”
Obama confirmed.
“So why
aren’t you sending the Jack Ryan’s and James Greer’s (*) to have a go at him?”
Obama
shrugged. “I don’t know; got some misgivings. Do you believe in God and karma,
Ron?”
“Sure. I
guess so. Maybe; why?” Reagan answered, somewhat puzzled.
“Remember
back in the 80’s when you helped Cory and her People Power revolution?”
“I didn’t
‘help’ her.”
“But you
picked up the phone and told Marcos to throw in the towel, and get his ass out
of Malacañan
and onto Hawaii.”
“So?”
“Look. We all know Imelda and Ver plotted
Ninoy’s murder, and Andy didn’t know shit about it. But because he was so
detested; all fingers were pointed at him. The Filipinos were paying the price
for putting a tyrant into office; and his wife and military strongman just aggravated
everything. It’s their problem. It’s their karma for being rash and stupid.
Then you came along, playing referee; and letting Cory take his seat. Look
where that got us. In a few years after the widow was in power, they were
telling the guys at Subic and Clark to beat it. Don’t tell me you didn’t take
that with a grain of salt.”
Reagan scowled as he attempted to
comprehend what he was hearing. “I don’t see your point.”
“That’s why I asked you about karma and
God.”
The
dead actor made shrugged with befuddled inquiry; a dumbfounded expression on
his face. His counterpart was becoming relatively ambiguous.
Obama continued.
“That pugilist dork in Malacañan now is God’s
new ‘Angel of Death’; and He’s making those idiots pay for voting the jerk into
office. He’s their problem now; the way
Andy was back in the 80’s. We’re not sure how the Liberal party will treat us
after we help them kick his ass. That’s
why I’m
thinking about the ensuing repercussions if I send the boys at Langley to take
him out. I mean look at Lot’s wife. She got too curious; stuck her nose where
it didn’t belong; and look what happened to her.”
Reagan forced a laugh; hinting at how
incredulous he found Obama’s words. “Oh
come, on Barry. Look at yourself; you’re an African-American democrat. Salt is
WHITE.” The pun was made expressing his frustration over such obstinate points
of view.
Obama resolutely
shook his head and made for the door. Reagan was stunned and ruefully called out,
“Barry. Barry. Come on, pal.”
Before he
exited the room, Barak Obama indignantly pointed at Ronald Reagan and said,
“There is no way-NO WAY-am I letting the American people, least of all you
Republicans, put me in a pepper shaker!”
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*Jack Ryan and James Greer are fictional characters
involved with the Central Intelligence Agency in a number of Tom Clancy novels.
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