My George W. Bush Dream

[Gemini Cricket]

Last night I had a dream about Dubya.

Ralphie and I were having one of our dinner parties when we were notified on the phone that G Dub was coming to our house for dinner. Apparently, Ralphie's dad had invited him over even though Ralphie's dad wasn't coming to the party.
We scrambled around and set the table, lit the candles etc.
The doorbell rings. There's Bush. Laura was there, too.
He comes on in and sits at the dinner table and we have a chat. He asks me how I think he's doing as president. I tell him I'm surprised he's asking. So, I tell him how frustrated I am about the Iraq 'war' and about all the military and civillian casualties etc. He nods his head.
Then I go on to other issues such as Social Security and the marriage amendment etc.
Then after what seemed like 3 or 4 hours of dinner, he's just sitting there fiddling with Ralphie's knick knacks on the dinner table. So, no one is talking and we're just sitting there watching each other. He stays for about 2 hours just sitting there.
I excuse myself and Ralphie and we go into the kitchen.
"What do we do now?" I ask him.
"I don't know. He won't leave." Ralphie says to me.
"Let's talk to Laura, maybe she'll make him leave." I suggest.
When we go back into the dining room, Laura is gone. George is sitting there all by himself playing with our silver salt and pepper shakers.
"Let's go to bed." I tell Ralphie.
He agrees. We turn off the dining room lights and go to bed with the president just sitting there in the dark.
"Hopefully he'll be gone in the morning." I tell Ralphie.
"I don't think we could take four years of him sitting in our dining room." Ralphie tells me.
I agree.



Isn't that the weirdest dream? It was kind of funny, too. I remember running out of things to talk to him about and feeling that this prime opportunity was great.

Bush in the dining room. Sounds like a chapter in some book I'm gonna write someday.
:)

[blueerica]

Oh, that has to be one of the funniest dreams I've read in the long time!!!

You sure you didn't just make this up? haHaHA!

[Gemini Cricket]

You sure you didn't just make this up? haHaHA!
Nope. It's true. Cross where my heart ought to be... :D

It was pretty vivid. I must have dreamt it right before I woke up...
:)

[wendybeth]

That wasn't a dream, dear.

It was a nightmare.:eek:;)

[Scrooge McSam]

What I wouldn't give to have George Bush in my Dining Room for about an hour.

[Cadaverous Pallor]

Heh, I like this characterization of Bush. Completely pointless, he just sits there, nodding his head, and not reacting back. No discussion nor closure. We have to just leave the room in order to end our dealings with him.

Dig it. :snap:

[Ghoulish Delight]

GC, I applaud your restraint, even if it was only in a dream.

[Gemini Cricket]

GC, I applaud your restraint, even if it was only in a dream.
You know, I was thinking about that. Some people say that sometimes the way you act in dreams is how you'd do it in real life. I woke thinking, 'Why didn't I get mad at him?' I think the answer is that maybe I thought calm conversation was the way to do it.
I dunno... :)

[Motorboat Cruiser]

What GD said. :) I think that if I were to have the same dream, he probably wouldn't have felt as comfortable just hanging around.

[MouseWife]

Whew what a relief. The first thing that popped into my mind was that picture someone posted some time back of Chenney and Bush...

So glad that was not the spin on this dream. ;)

I agree with CP. When I was reading it came to me that this is what is happening to everyone, he comes in by someone else's invite {I didn't vote for him} hangs around way longer than I would like {four more years :rolleyes: } Laura is happy to have his time occupied by something besides her and you can't get rid of him.

Yep, I guess your dream pretty much summed it up. And, that he was privy to your home and touched your personal items. This to me is his sticking his nose in places they don't belong.

Hmm.

[Gemini Cricket]

When I was reading it came to me that this is what is happening to everyone...
Wow. What a great analysis of the dream! Makes sense to me.
:)

[Scrooge McSam]

Eerie

[wendybeth]

Whew what a relief. The first thing that popped into my mind was that picture someone posted some time back of Chenney and Bush...

So glad that was not the spin on this dream. ;)

I agree with CP. When I was reading it came to me that this is what is happening to everyone, he comes in by someone else's invite {I didn't vote for him} hangs around way longer than I would like {four more years :rolleyes: } Laura is happy to have his time occupied by something besides her and you can't get rid of him.

Yep, I guess your dream pretty much summed it up. And, that he was privy to your home and touched your personal items. This to me is his sticking his nose in places they don't belong.

Hmm.

Not wanting to turn this any more political, but there are rumblings that politicos want to remove the two term restriction- just read a blurb about this in Newsweek. Maybe your subconscious is trying to warn you that he may be around even longer.....;)

[Scrooge McSam]

Not wanting to turn this any more political, but there are rumblings that politicos want to remove the two term restriction- just read a blurb about this in Newsweek. Maybe your subconscious is trying to warn you that he may be around even longer.....;)

OK, That was just mean.

;)

[wendybeth]

OK, That was just mean.

;)


Hey, man- don't shoot the messenger! Meanwhile, I'm brushing up on my Canadian. Take off, eh?:D

[Motorboat Cruiser]

Geez, Wendy. Just because GC's dream would have left me in a cold sweat doesn't mean that I wanted to experience that feeling. Now, it's too late.

;)

[Scrooge McSam]

Ah, don't go, eh? We got beer here.

[Gemini Cricket]

Maybe your subconscious is trying to warn you that he may be around even longer.....;)
You know, I think I'm finally getting to a place in my life that I don't feel like the world has ended because someone like Bush is in office. I just decided that I'm going to focus on my life and become a money grubbing monster like Gates, Murdoch or Geffen and just buy my president. That's the way to go.
:evil:

[SacTown Chronic]

That dream reminds me of the time I beat Al Gore in a staring contest. He lasted almost an hour before succumbing to a blink. Later I found out that what I thought was an intense staring contest was actually Gore giving a speech.


I also defeated Dan Quayle in a spelling bee.

[wendybeth]

You know, I think I'm finally getting to a place in my life that I don't feel like the world has ended because someone like Bush is in office. I just decided that I'm going to focus on my life and become a money grubbing monster like Gates, Murdoch or Geffen and just buy my president. That's the way to go.
:evil:

Yeah, but Canada has lots of cute lumberjacks...
Lumberjack! (http://www.intriguing.com/mp/_pictures/compdiff/lumber2.jpg)

[Gemini Cricket]

Yeah, but Canada has lots of cute lumberjacks...
Lumberjack! (http://www.intriguing.com/mp/_pictures/compdiff/lumber2.jpg)
I love that. I think about Canada sometimes. And London and Paris. Who knows...
:)

[€uroMeinke]

Ok GC - here's my interpretation, but sit down, you may not want to hear this.

There is a part of you that you find George Bush-like. And you know it. In fact when it queries your ego, your very quick to lay criticism on this unpleasent aspect of yourself. But you see, it never leaves.

Even when the lovely Laura Bush aspect of yourself accompanies this Geoerge Bush shelf, she apparently knows when to leave.

But whatever this is, you still treat it very presidential - I mean it shows up for dinner, and you scramble to accomodate this part of yourself. In fact you force other parts of your self (your Ralphie-self) into also accomodating this presidential self.

But, you never ask him directly to leave. Rather you sort of passively agressively leave the room, clean up, go to bed, and just hope it will go away.

So in light of this I'd ask you to ask yourself these questions:
What is this George Bush part of myself that I dislike so much, yet also respect (or possibly fear) so much as to not confront it?
What would happen if you actually asked him to leave - that is directly address this part of yourself you dislike yet avoid?
Does the president stay, becasue you really don't want him to leave?

Anyway, that's my armchair-dream analysis - Have two cocktails and call me in the morning.
:cheers:

[Name]

whew, glad I didn't have that dream, €uro's analysis is ::shudder:: scary.

[Motorboat Cruiser]

Wow, €uroMeinke! Interesting analysis.

The only thing I have to add is that if you ever have that kind of news for me, beat around the bush and sloooowly ease me into it. The shock of hearing something like that just blurted out could probably stop my heart.

[€uroMeinke]

Wow, €uroMeinke! Interesting analysis.

The only thing I have to add is that if you ever have that kind of news for me, beat around the bush and sloooowly ease me into it. The shock of hearing something like that just blurted out could probably stop my heart.

Ah, but we all have aspects of ourselves that we aren't necessarily proud of, but the dreams may provide the key for figuring out how to accept those parts of ourselves, or perhaps even find other ways of resolution.

Only GC knows what this George Bush part of himself might be, but he also has a Ralphie and Laura Bush part of himself that seem to be trying to help him out here.

[Gemini Cricket]

Ok GC - here's my interpretation, but sit down, you may not want to hear this.
I appreciate the analysis. :)

I think there is a part of me that actually admires Republican conservative Bushies. Let me explain. This weekend Ralphie and I stayed over at a friend's house. Melody and her husband live in Oxnard in a suburban area. It liken it to living in Disneyland. It's clean, it's pretty, it's controlled and everything you could possibly need is in this one area of their suburb. They have lots of neighbors (many know her by name, the minister to a church down the way lives next door), there is a little park across the way with a barbeque pit and swings, the elementary/high school is one street over, their Wal Mart is 2 blocks away, IHOP is down the street... everything is very 'perfect'. All of the houses look the same. All except the coveted corner lot houses that have two nextdoor neighbors instead of 3 or 4.
It's very Stepford.

My friend, Melody, is very regimented in her life. She goes to work, she comes home, she walks the dog, she talks to the neighbors, she goes to church on Sunday and ocassionally has friends over. It's all there in a nicely wrapped package for her and her husband.

She knows how liberal Ralphie and I are, but tries to convince us often that we should go to her church and pray. She loves Bush. Anyway, not to stereotype anyone, but Melody's life is very uncomplicated, routine and calculated. She's very concerned with her appearance and isn't all that well versed in social issues and wish a lot of them would just go away. Outside of us, her other friends live in similar suburb settings.

In a way, I envy her. I wish my life was like hers. I wish I had a wife, house in the suburbs, two car garage, knew the people next door, went to the park with my kids and shopped at Wal Mart. But I don't. I wish answers in my life were easy like Melody's. She doesn't care about a woman's right to choose, she loves us but doesn't care about gay marriage, she goes to church and doesn't think twice about what they're telling her to think...

I wish my life was that easy and uncomplicated. I wish I could have black and white answers to things. I don't. I envy the way George Bush can make a decision and not doubt himself. I wish I could just ignore things and rocket through my life without a care.

That's the George Bush part of me that's there. The part of me that wishes I could be thoughtless, inconsiderate, self-absorbed, pious and completely lacking in accountability. I wish I could be all those and achieve greatness...

But I am none of those things. I care too much. I have 'the loudest conscience ever' as iSm puts it and I can't turn it off. (I mean, doy, look at my username.)

Example: When I walk Frodo and he is done peeing and crapping, he grabs the leash (which is still connected to him) in his mouth and walks around. This is his way of telling the world 'look at me, I'm walking my damn self'. I love it when he does that. He's rebelling against oppression, even though it's me doing the oppressing, I condone him doing it. Good dog. I feel bad that he's on a leash.

What would happen if I asked him to leave? Hmm. Maybe the fact that I would be afraid that I couldn't default to his way of doing things if my way ultimately fails? Dunno.

I think the president does stay because I don't want him to leave. Maybe I admire someone who has gotten his way so often and is thought of so highly by some in this country (60 million people at least) but hasn't a care in the world while he steps on people's necks to achieve greatness. Maybe he's getting the validation for being such a great guy when he knows deep down he isn't.

I'm not sure. I do know that this dream is a lot deeper than I thought. Either that, or I'm a closet Evangelical Christian. Who knows? All I do know is that I never want to live in the suburbs...

[SacTown Chronic]

Example: When I walk Frodo and he is done peeing and crapping, he grabs the leash (which is still connected to him) in his mouth and walks around. This is his way of telling the world 'look at me, I'm walking my damn self'. I love it when he does that. He's rebelling against oppression, even though it's me doing the oppressing, I condone him doing it. Good dog. I feel bad that he's on a leash.

My son, Todd, has a defiant streak a mile long. He's a good kid but he questions the status quo all the time. He's only 7 but he seems to, instinctly, understand that "Because it's always been this way" is an unacceptable answer. Even when he's questioning me and my oh-so-reasonable way of doing things my heart swells with pride and I think "You go, little man. Oh, the toes you will step on". I pity the fool who tries to oppress him.

[SacTown Chronic]

I wish my life was that easy and uncomplicated. I wish I could have black and white answers to things. I don't. I envy the way George Bush can make a decision and not doubt himself. I wish I could just ignore things and rocket through my life without a care.

That requires being bailed out of trouble by "friends" and family so many times that you learn that actions do not have consequences.


His supporters confuse courageous leadership for what it really is: A lifetime of spoiled-child unaccountability. Of course he's not afraid to make a decision and stick to has guns. After all, in his world, at the end of the day you just pick up your toys and go home. He has yet to learn that, in the end, reality always gets a pound of flesh. The education of George W Bush on that particular subject is something I look forward to with gleeful anticipation.

[Gemini Cricket]

The education of George W Bush on that particular subject is something I look forward to with gleeful anticipation.
Me too. "The Education of George W Bush" - sounds like the name of a book. When are you writing it, STC? :)
Of course he's not afraid
I think she'd be offended.
:D

[SacTown Chronic]

I think she'd be offended.
:D

Quite right. All apologies, NA. :cheers:

[Cadaverous Pallor]

GC, amazing self-analysis. I, too, wish I could coast through life uncaring. Quite often I'll catch myself doing just that. I think I go through phases. Years ago I was one big ball of rage when it came to politics. It consumed me. There is something to be said for letting go and enjoying your little slice of life, be it in the suburbs or the big city.

So yes, ask questions and rail against evil, but I'd keep that "Bush" side of yourself around. Some days are for backyard barbecues on Suburb Street without a care in the world. :cheers:

[blueerica]

I have a few views on dream interpretation, and many times I have followed the the style of interpretation that € has given, and find that largely it is true. Sometimes, my mind tries to work out something from the past, and that's not always apparent, because it's a new cast of characters. It's often resolving the conflict within that's a theme in my dreams. Feelings of helplessness, feelings of triumph. My mind separates these people that are within me, and organizes things... Or at least that's the feeling that I get.

Typically, if I tell someone about my dream, even if it's a little scintillating, it's usually oohs and aahs, but a true interpretation probably has more to do with connectivity. Usually the right interpretation rings so true it almost hurts.

[Gemini Cricket]

For the record I dreamt nothing last night. Nothing!
:D

(Of course, I did, but I don't remember it...)

[€uroMeinke]

Typically, if I tell someone about my dream, even if it's a little scintillating, it's usually oohs and aahs, but a true interpretation probably has more to do with connectivity. Usually the right interpretation rings so true it almost hurts.

Definately - My first experience with this type of interpretation was from my "internal" communications professor, who disected a dream of mine that felt like a mental rape by the time we were done. But then, this is the reason we sometimes dream things - to present these unpleasent aspects or conflicts within oursleves into an allegorical form, more easily accepted by our controlling "ego" consciousness.