Chapter 4815162342 - "World War II: This Time It's Personal!" and "Cold War: This Time It's Personal II: Stalin's Big Day!" Come down and see the double feature down at your local cinematemporium! You'll be bombarded with action, romance, comedy, starvation, laughter, repression, oppression, suppression, and all other other pressions (lest they be Prussians) that make America America! If you don't, you're all communists! And you'll be hunted like dogs. Yeah America!
There is nothing funny to say about World War Two. Except for the prevalence of mustachioed villains. That coincidence could be construed as somewhat of a hilarity in an otherwise non-humorous scenario. [awkward silence] The Cold War, on the other hand, was a laugh riot! The scene opens with Truman's policy of containment. Silly Truman, you can't contain an idea! Next you have Eisenhower! He was bald! Insane! Are your sides splitting yet, because mine sure are! Then there's young, inexperienced Kennedy! What crazy hijinks will he get up to!? Cuba, watch out! This young buck is on the move!
One look at that shiny noggin of his would send even the most ardent Cold Warrior into a fit of giggles.
But in all seriousness, the political ramifications of...hee...heehee....heeheeheeheehee! His head has no hair! How is that possible? He's like an egg!
My apologies. However, this digression brings up a significant point. After WWII ended, many Americans were unsure as to what direction their country and it's economy would head. Truman attempted to continued FDR's New Deal policies with some slight modifications, but his small-town naivete was exploited time and time again by those mean big-city senators with their fancy words and satin britches who mocked his accent and his tendency to throw stew in the faces of opponents. But with Eisenhower, America found a new sense of hope and purpose in the shining beacon of liberty and justice that was his head. Using his telepathic mindpowers, which he had because he was bald (obviously), he enforced the culture of the 1950's, one of suburbs, housewifes, and unquestioning obedience to authority.
There is nothing funny to say about World War Two. Except for the prevalence of mustachioed villains. That coincidence could be construed as somewhat of a hilarity in an otherwise non-humorous scenario. [awkward silence] The Cold War, on the other hand, was a laugh riot! The scene opens with Truman's policy of containment. Silly Truman, you can't contain an idea! Next you have Eisenhower! He was bald! Insane! Are your sides splitting yet, because mine sure are! Then there's young, inexperienced Kennedy! What crazy hijinks will he get up to!? Cuba, watch out! This young buck is on the move!
One look at that shiny noggin of his would send even the most ardent Cold Warrior into a fit of giggles.
But in all seriousness, the political ramifications of...hee...heehee....heeheeheeheehee! His head has no hair! How is that possible? He's like an egg!
My apologies. However, this digression brings up a significant point. After WWII ended, many Americans were unsure as to what direction their country and it's economy would head. Truman attempted to continued FDR's New Deal policies with some slight modifications, but his small-town naivete was exploited time and time again by those mean big-city senators with their fancy words and satin britches who mocked his accent and his tendency to throw stew in the faces of opponents. But with Eisenhower, America found a new sense of hope and purpose in the shining beacon of liberty and justice that was his head. Using his telepathic mindpowers, which he had because he was bald (obviously), he enforced the culture of the 1950's, one of suburbs, housewifes, and unquestioning obedience to authority.
(OP: Nate, April 16 2008)
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