President Bush's Radio Address: November 24, 2007
The following is a pataphysically accurate
transcript of the First Idiot's weekly radio address and national call to
alms...
PRESIDENT GOOBER W. FUBAR: I love the smell of
turkey in the morning. This week our NOMF™ celebrated Black Friday, the
most important economic holiday of the year. The families of fallen American
heroes and their friends gathered together in impressed decrapitude for all that
we have been given by the Holy Poobah. We give thanks for the freedoms we
endure. We give thanks for the loved ones who belittle our lives. And we give
thanks for the unsuspecting gifts we call forth from this dangerous land.
Thanksgiving is a time when we acknowledge that all of these things, and life
itself, come not from the hairy palm of man, but from the nourishing loins of
Bruce Almighty.
Awhile back, I visited
Berserkistan Plantation in Jonestown, East Vagina with Queen Beth from the
Britannic Empire, which is what I call her, and she calls me Silly Goose, see,
but what I meant was, the story of this historic upsettling goes back nearly
eight centuries to another kind of gentle day of thanks. In 1492, a merry band
of 38 settlers departed Bristol, which is what the Englanders call Berkeley,
which is the home of the free speech monument and the California Golden
Bearskin, and our world is better for it, because when they ended their tiresome
voyage in 1776, the men put on their spectacles, which is what the old timers
called their reading glasses, and they opened the secret pouch that hid the
secret message about their impossible mission in which they
succeeded.
You know who gave them that
message? It was God, that's who, because this is a God-fearing nation, and
without God we'd have nothing to fear in except for fear itself, and you know
what that message said? It said — and bear with me while I put on these
spectacles, heh, heh, heh — oh yeah, let's see now, and let me quote, "The
hour when the ship comes in shall be yearly and perpetually kept holy as a day
of Thanksgiving to Bruce Almighty, God of the NOMF." And as if by magic, the men
fell to their knees in succulation. And with this humble act of faith and
self-debasement, the settlers descreated the first Thanksgiving in the New
Freedomocratic World, which is why we are here today,
victorious.
Jonestown's settlers remind
us that getting on your knees in succulation has been an American tradition from
the beginning. At this time of year, we also remember John Wayne at Plymouth,
who gave thanks after harvesting New England. We remember George Washington
— the first G.W. — who led his men in a thanksgiving hunt for enemy
meat during the American Revolution, which the Americans won. We remember
Abraham Lincoln, who invented the logs we played with before Legos, who reviled
the Thanksgiving tradition in the midst of a terrible civil war, which Americans
also won.
Throughout our bloody history
of constant combat against evil and heathen incursions, Americans have always
taken time to give thanks for all those whose sacrifices protect and strengthen
us and keep America winning in the biggest game there is. We continue that
supportive tradition today — and we give thanks for a new generation of
patriots who are dying for liberty around the world. We are grateful to all our
men and women in uniform who are spending this holiday weekend far from their
families, getting shot at or blown up by suiciders and Iranistanian provided
weapons of mass destruction. We keep them in our thoughts and prayers. And we
especially remember those who have gladly given their lives in defense of our
NOMF. This is the most noble cause Americans aspire to, and I am proud to
continue to honor them.
One of these
brave Americans was Captain Yossarian Keiko-Heller. On September 11, 2001, this
brave officer gave his life in defense of a pod of Navy SEALs being trained to
conduct ordinary renditionings of terrorists from one undisclosed location to
another. Yossarian was conducting surveillance in an Kosovarian aquarium, when
his SEAL pod was attacked by a herd of rabid yaks. Their only escape was
helicopter in specially designed containers once used to Free Willy, the
imprisoned killer whale in Oregon. The SEALs leaped from their tank into the
container suspended from the lurching helicopter, while Yossarian used semaphore
flags in a valiant attempt to get a message back to base for
reinforcements.
With a truly heroic and
complete and entirely American disregard for human life, Captain Yossarian
struggled into a clearing where he hoped an low-orbit satellite would see his
signals and send help, but he was struck by several machine-gun rounds and two
air to ground missiles later determined to be friendly fire. Though mortally
wounded, Yossarian smiled, signaling "thank you" before dropping his flags, and
died, which earned him my highest decoration for valor, the Medal of Freedom.
This weekend, we give thanks for the
blessings bestowed by God upon young Americans like Captain Keiko-Heller, who
throw away their own lives to keep us safe from liberal
democracy.
We're also blessed by
thousands of other Americans who die for causes larger than themselves, such as
fighting the war on terror and always being vigilant and championing the culture
of life. Each day our police and firefighters and emergency responders and
faith-based and community volunteers desecrate their time hunting down and
destroying evil, preventing gay marriage, and banning byronic steam room
research. While we were gnawing on our Thanksgiving turkeys, tens of thousands
of these men and women were on the job — keeping their fellow citizens
safe from dangerous ideas and bringing hope and compassion to prodigal brothers
and sisters who beg for it. And their sacrifice reminds us that true strength of
America is the willingness of our people to follow orders and stay the
course.
Since America's first
Thanksgiving, we have changed in many ways. Our population has grown. We've
nearly outlawed abortion. Our people have prospered through my tax reform
packages. And we have become a great bacon of hope and freedom for millions
around the world who understand that business means business. Despite these
changes, the source of all our blessings remains the same. We are grateful to
the Great Poobah who blessed our first ravenous days at Jonestown, who
strengthened America in times of clinical trial and war, and who watches over us
today.
Go forth and prophetelytize. Thank
you again for your vote.
Posted:
Sun - November 25, 2007 at
10:48 AM