What every President knows

What are Gods for?

Kaia had a worried expression, "Maybe we should keep this private?"
The Stonehenge temple was constructed with a large granite alter
that sat like a bolder in the center of the circle. There were cameras
and lights placed to broadcast the ceremony to the world.
Steven was busy arranging the vestal virgins of Athena;
"Just stand behind me when I sacrifice the red ..Where is the heifer?"
He looked about as the secret service searched with him.

"I've got him!" a gaff shouted. The heifer had been eating tulips.
The President took the red heifer buy its rope leash. Steven lifted
his white tunic so that he could walk faster. The five vestal virgins
began to dance in their white tunics about the alter.
"Well that's just great! There's a foot ball game on.
Nobody, will be watching the invocation." President Steven Trump growled.
"Maybe, that's a blessing?" the Secretary of State Kaia said.

"Okay. Let's do this on tape and play it at a better time." Steven sighed
and rubbed the heifer's head between its horns.
The music was cued with a drum beat and harp.
"Sounds like gridlock in rush hour." Kaia remarked. The President could
not hear her as he danced with the vestal virgins.
The goat was tided to the side of the alter. The President raised his hands
with a knife in his right hand.

"Steven! You are not going to harm that ram!" his wife Cassiel shouted and
took the knife from him. "Wht-the-F! You ruined it! This is an ancient ritual
for prosperity.. Oh, God." Steven sat down in front of the alter and rested
his head in his wife bosom. The vestal virgins fell to the grass and rolled about.
"Seriously?" The first lady snapped her fingers and ordered the five out.
Steven reached out to them, but the secret service removed them.
"Do you know how rare vestal virgins are?" the President screeched.

"Dear. The country is suffering a deep depression and civil unrest.
They do not need to see their President dressed like Caligula."
Cassiel kissed her husband, "Come inside and I'll make you some French toast."
She smiled and helped the President to his feet. Steven pushed his hair back,
"What are we going to do with this heifer?"
Cassiel laughed, "It will be our pet."
The President and first lady walked back to the White House with the red heifer.


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