man. “I’m sure you’ll
agree that we have been treated to some wonderful things through the course of
this evening and we should extend our thanks to the chefs and the waiting
staff.”
He paused as a polite ripple of applause echoed around the room
and then he continued.
“Not to decry the things that have gone before, but tonight is
about one thing and that is to honor our esteemed colleague and representative
William Goulding. He has proven himself time and again to be a man of flawless
integrity and vision. God willing, in
less than two months he will be sat in the White House, serving us all with the
same purposeful diligence that he has shown throughout his short but
illustrious career.”
The applause this time was far louder and sustained, and it was
punctuated by cheers and shouts of encouragement that perhaps owed as much to
the fine wine as they did to Goulding’s presence. The speaker waited for a full
thirty seconds before he was forced to shout over the crowd.
“Without further ado ladies and gentlemen, I invite you to
continue your applause as I give you Senator William Goulding, the Republican
candidate and very shortly, the forty-fifth President of the United States of
America.”
With applause thundering around him Goulding rose to his feet,
adjusted his bow tie and when the noise had quieted to a dull ripple, he
addressed his audience.
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
Republicans and... yeah , what the hell, good evening to
all of the Democrats out there as well! For those of you that don’t know me,
and if you don’t I think I should fire my campaign manager, my name is William
Goulding and I’m here to tell you that I have absolutely no interest in being
the President.”
Everyone in the room drew in a sharp intake of breath as if
they were a single, living, breathing entity. The room descended into a silence
that was so complete that you could have heard a pin drop in the next state.
“That’s right ladies and gentlemen. You heard me right, I don’t
want to be the President,” he paused watching the confusion and a bit of fear
settle into the faces around the table. “I want to be YOUR President. I want to
be an official that’s elected by the people, for the people and always, ALWAYS
inspired and empowered from working with the people.”
As the cheering erupted and the silence gave way to an ecstatic
bedlam, the atmosphere couldn’t have been more extreme and Goulding rode the
wave of adulation for all he was worth.
“My opposite number in the Democrat camp, President Stephen
Morton is an honorable man and I believe that sincerely. I also believe that he
has been a fantastic President and led this country in a safe, sensible and
secure fashion for the past eight years but”, Goulding drew out the last word.
“He has done so with policies that were equally safe,
sensible and secure twenty years before he even won the Presidency. President
Morton isn’t doing anything wrong, but I would argue that he is effectively
doing nothing at all.”
Another wave of cheers swept through the gathering as Goulding
said what they had all been thinking.
“America is the largest,” Goulding continued. “The most
powerful and the most inspirational nation in the world and yet President
Morton would have us sit comfortably, resting on the achievements of men long
since forgotten and unwilling to push forward into the twenty-first century.
Japan leads the world in technological design and advancement...not America.
Germany leads the world in cutting edge automotive design...not America.
President Morton would have you believe that apathy and acceptance are the
traits we should hold dearest to our hearts.”
Goulding stopped and leaned back a little. He waited for his
words to sink in, judging carefully the moment that grant the greatest impact
for his next statement. “Well, I’m here to tell you that they aren’t. This is
the message
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