Air Force Boring

The Commander in Chief came to Redding today, maybe you heard. If you did, it's because you live here and that's all anyone has been talking about all week (besides the price of oil, the mortgage crisis, and various other subjects that have just as much to do with Georgie as his whereabouts). If you didn't know that, it's because you live anywhere but here and it therefore was not news in the slightest. He came to survey damage done by the wildfires. He arrived in Air Force One, got in a helicopter, and left again to go tour the devastation. This being prime GOP territory, and this being the first time a sitting president has visited the area since John F. Kennedy attended the dedication of the Shasta Dam in 1963, the masses turned out....en masse, i guess. i know, because i had a front row seat from my office window, which is across the street from the Redding airport. (Yes, Redding has an airport. Don't make that face.) Despite the heat, cars, trucks, and even RVs and schoolbusses poured in, filled up the surrounding fields and camped out for hours before expected touchdown time. The plane (big, blue and white...that's all i saw) approached from the north, so it snuck in quietly and slipped behind the buildings and trees. Now all that's visible is the blue and white tip of a tail. Unfortunately, the best view of that is from MY office window, which is behind my desk.
This has inconvenienced me, Mr. President, because i keep getting interrupted by people who need to squeeze in behind my desk and squint into the trees. Please make the appropriate reparations in the form of me not having to pay taxes anymore and you bringing all the troops home from this awful war.