Tonight’s story on The Twilight Zone is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction.

Imagine a place called the United States, and there’s a little building there called the White House. On a given morning not too long ago, the real world disappeared and America was changed. Its inhabitants were sure of one thing: the cause. A monster had arrived in the White House. Just by using his charm, he took away the automobiles, the banks, the sanity – because they displeased him – and he moved an entire country back into the dark ages – just by using his charm. This is the Twilight Zone.
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We’re needed.
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Hello, world. It’s Earth Day.

Let’s talk a little bit about Earth Day, its history, and why it’s important to…

You’re a racist.
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Hello, my name is Tommy Flanagan, White House spokesman.

I wanted to clear up some misconceptions about the president’s meeting with King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia.

You see this picture? Some have said that the president is bowing to King Abdullah. Well, that’s just not true.

The president did not bow. No, he, um… he was bending down. Yeah. Bending down so he could look King Abdullah in the eye. Yeah. That’s what he did.

Then he … saw a ninja. Yeah, a ninja. The ninja was hiding and the president feared for King Abdullah’s safety. So he dove after the ninja and beat him up. With one han… one finger. That how powerful Barack Obama is. He beats up ninjas. With one finger. His pinkie finger.

Look at the picture again. See the ninja? Of course you don’t! It’s a ninja! But the president saw him. Because he has x-ray eyes. He can see ninjas. Yeah.

Then he saw the king choking. And gave him the Heimlich Maneuver. Yeah.

See? He’s giving him Heimlich Maneuver from the front! It’s a secret, special Heimlich Maneuver. And I taught him how to do it. Yeah. It’s called the “Flanagan Maneuver.” That’s the ticket.

The president is a hero. Because he saved the king. King Abdullah will probably give him his daughter to marry. Kings do that, you know.

Then, to top it off, he auditioned for Dancing with the Stars right there on the spot.

See? He’s dancing. And he won! The president is the best dancer ever. Yeah.

So I hope this has cleared things up. The president didn’t bow to the king of Saudi Arabia. No, he would never do such a silly thing.

Barack Obama knows what he’s doing. He’s … experienced! Yeah, that’s the ticket. He’s the smartest, bravest, most qualified man ever to sit in the Oval Office. Or my wife’s name isn’t … Morgan Fairchild.

The president’s news conference from last night isn’t getting good press.

Notice the big monitor in the back of the room. That caught some reporters off guard.

But it made me wonder.

Suppose someone hit the remote, and Obama continued to read off the screen. Would it have made for a better news conference?

Or, a more honest one?

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Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.

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We rob banks.

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What we got here is … failure to communicate.

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I’m the king of the world!

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I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers.

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This is my life. It always will be. There’s nothing else.

Just us and the cameras …

…and those wonderful people out there in the dark.

All right, Mr. DeMille. I’m ready for my close-up.

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‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

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He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

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And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

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“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

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Any other business?

Mr. Chairman, I have one final item.

The chair recognizes Howard Atkins.

Dick, it’s no secret that we’re hurting…

You can say that again.

Damn, Bob, you’re someone to talk.

As I was saying, we’re hurting. A year ago, our stock was over $33 a share. And, less than 5 months ago, we were nearly $40 a share. We’re barely 1/3 of that today.

Well, you’re Chief Financial Officer, Howard. What are you suggesting?
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It won’t be long.

Just a few hours now, Mortimer.

The wager is not to be settled until the inauguration, Randolph.

Mortimer, you’ve resisted paying up for 11 weeks. Admit it: we were able to have a completely unqualified person elected President of the United States.

The wager was for an unqualified person to actually become president. And, until the actual inauguration, he hasn’t become president.

It’s a done deal, Mortimer. I cannot believe you are being so petty and are continuing to refuse your obligation.

Randolph, I have always been a man who said exactly what he means, and means exactly what he says. The wager was for someone with no qualifications to become the president, and when he becomes the president — if he becomes the president — I will pay the assumed debt gladly.

Two and a half months of your stubborness have taken the fun out of all this, Mortimer.

Well, then, Randolph, let’s make it interesting. What say we place another wager … and make it double or nothing?

That’s most irregular, Mortimer. But, I must admit: I am intrigued.

There is the Senate seat in New York that needs to be filled.

I beg your pardon, Mortimer, but Mrs. Clinton is still a Senator.

But we lined it up for her to be Secretary of State.

We actually planned on her being McCain’s Secretary of State. It was to be another one of his gracious concessions to the left.

Yes, we were fortunate that Biden picked Vice-President. However, everything we lined up for Hillary worked out despite Obama’s election.

Still, she isn’t Secretary of State. Not yet. And still may not be. We can’t let up now, Mortimer.

We’ve been successful in nearly every endeavor so far, Randolph. That one bit of unpleasantness with Winthorpe and Valentine, but overall, we have a very high success rate.

So, Mortimer, what is your wager?

That within one month … by February 20th … Caroline Kennedy will be a United States Senator.

What? You must be joking, Mortimer. There is no way that someone with no qualifications, with no political experience, would ever become a United States Senator!

Randolph, your memory is failing. We managed to have Hillary Clinton, who had no qualifications whatsoever, elected Senator.

We had to force Rudy Giuliani out of the race for it to happen.

We also had Barack Obama elected Senator.

He had served in the State Legislature, though. True, he had no accomplishments, other than some shady property deals. But we forced Jack Ryan out of the race, paving the way for Obama.

Don’t forget that Obama, with no qualifications, won the presidency. So, what makes you think that qualifications mean anything?

I see your point. The bet’s off.

Today is a national holiday here in the U.S. It’s a day where we celebrate the birthday of a great American, born and raised in the south, who lived and died for what he believed…

Thank you.

What?

Thank you. Today is my birthday.

Um, I was actually talking about Martin Luther King.

Excuse me?

Yes, sir. You. Today’s a national holiday celebrating your birthday.

My birthday was Thursday.

Pardon?

I was born January 15th, 1929. 80 years ago. It was a Tuesday. I don’t remember, of course, but I was told it was a Tuesday.

I was born on January 19th. In 18-aught-7.

Shouldn’t that be “naught-7″…

Son, don’t correct your elders.

Um. Sorry.

As I was saying, I was born on January 19th, some 202 years ago. So, today’s my birthday.

But today’s the day we celebrate Dr. King’s birthday.

Son, I believe you said the birthday of a man “born and raised in the south, who lived and died for he believed” … didn’t you?

Well, yes.

And today is my birthday…

He’s right, son.

Yes, sir, I understand. But it’s your birthday, Dr. King…

No, son, it’s not.

I understand, sir. But it’s the day we celebrate your birthday.

Why on earth would you celebrate my birthday on a day other than my birthday?

Well, most federal holidays are moved to a Monday.

Why? Because it’s convenient?

Well, yes, actually, when you get right down to it.

Oh. So I’m remembered when it’s convenient? I’m honored with a sale at Sears and Roebuck? People who wouldn’t know our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, for whom I was but a poor spokesman, call on my name but have no idea what I was really all about?

He’s asking good questions, son.

Was it convenient when my house in Montgomery was bombed during the bus boycott? Does a sale at the shopping mall remind you of the dream of which I spoke in our nation’s capital? Does sleeping late and taking a day off work remind you of my tireless efforts in the fight against discrimination in Albany, Birmingham, St. Augustine, or Selma?

Um…

But you want to celebrate my birthday on a day when it’s convenient, so you can go out of town for a long weekend?

Ah. Um.

You don’t have to say anything, son. But, I didn’t give my life for a “convenient” birthday celebration. Besides, it’s not about me. It’s about freedom. It’s about equality. And as long as people strive for freedom and equality, that’s what’s important. But people shouldn’t take one day a year … particularly the wrong day … but should be fighting every day for freedom.

In, 1963, I said “I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.” We have not yet reached that day.

But tomorrow…

Tomorrow, a black man becomes president. And as long as people judge him as a black man, and not on his character, this nation will not have reached the day that my dream is fulfilled.

Some people voted against him because of his color. Others voted for him because of his color. Both of those votes are out of line with my dream. But those that voted for him … or for his opponent … because of the character of the man … those are the ones that are living my dream.

But many feel that Barack Obama’s election brings us closer to that day.

The teachings of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ will bring us closer to that day. Jesus Christ taught us to all love one another. Jesus Christ taught us that we are all God’s children. Jesus Christ taught us that we are all part of the family of God, and that we’ll all be together one day. Jesus Christ taught us that He is the way to eternal salvation. And if He is the way to salvation, surely He is the way to peace and harmony in our land.

Do not remember me by saving a dollar at J.C. Penney. Remember instead that I was just a poor, black preacher, who was saved by the grace of God though His Son, Jesus Christ. And He can save us all. And our country, if we just follow Him.

Yes, it’s a rerun … of sorts …

Inauguration Day 1974

Warren Burger: “Are you ready to take the oath of office, sir?”

Gerald Ford: “I am.”

Warren Burger: “Then repeat after me. ‘I, Gerald Rudolph Ford, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 1977

Warren Burger: “Repeat after me: ‘I, James Earl Carter, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 1981

Warren Burger: “Repeat after me: ‘I, Ronald Wilson Reagan, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 1989

William Rehnquist: “Repeat after me: ‘I, George Herbert Walker Bush, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 1993

William Rehnquist: “Repeat after me: ‘I, William Jefferson Clinton, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 2001

William Rehnquist: “Repeat after me: ‘I, George Walker Bush, do solemnly swear…’”

Inauguration Day 2009

John Roberts: “Repeat after me: ‘I, Barack Hussein Obama, do solemnly swear…’”

“Oh, no, you didn’t!“

Hey, I got an idea for a post.

“Obama nightmare.” Yeah, that’s the ticket.

Excuse me. You can’t say that.

Who are you?
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Tonight’s Top Ten List. The “Top Ten Reasons to vote for Barack Obama.”

Paul? Got that? “Top Ten reasons to vote for Barack Obama.” There’s an election here in the States. You may have read about it in the paper. I think it’s been on Page Six.

Okay. Here we go. “The Top Ten reasons to vote for Barack Obama.” Number Ten…

Um…

Hmmm…

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Good night, everybody!

What the different donors see:

What the computer screen sees #1: At a nearby university

“Dude, does your dad know you’re using his credit card to donate to Obama?”

“No way! My old man would never let me hear the end of it.”

“Doesn’t he check his credit card statement?”

“No.”

“Sweet!”

What the computer screen sees #2: In a blue state

“Obama says I need to have hope.”

“I believe in Obama.”

“And the Tooth Fairy.”

“Yeah, the Tooth Fairy. I love you, Tooth Fairy.”

“And aliens.”

“Yeah, I saw an alien once.”

“The alien told me to vote for Obama.”

What the computer screen sees #3: At a typical Obama donor’s residence

“How much did you give that time?”

“1000 U.S American dollars.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“How many times have you done that?”

“Today? That’s the 8th time.”

“My 9th.”

“But I gave 12 times yesterday.”

What the computer screen sees #4: At another typical Obama donor’s residence

“That old Barry. Glad to see he’s making a name for himself. His grades in school weren’t that great, but he’s sure come a long way. He’s my hero.”

And now, Yakko Warner explains the bailout…
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