Fictional Congress, Fictional Congressional Districts
SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW COALITION
Pres. Silky Hussein Unicorn saves and creates several new and previously unknown districts…so that’s where the jobs went!
I like to think of it as somewhere up around the Fourth Connecticut Lake or the Indian Stream by the old bootlegging routes in from Quebec. I drive around in the forlorn hope that one day on a rutted Class VI road deep in the woods, just over the washed out culvert, I’ll round the bend and see the sign saying “Now Entering The 00 Congressional District. This $47,000 sign brought to you by the America Recovery & Reinvestment Act”, and the Emerald City of Oo will rise before me, its streets paved with Stimulus green and lined with dancing fountains of sparkling H1N1 vaccine and Obamatronic statues that bow as you pass by as if you’re the Japanese Emperor and they sing “Be Our Guest” in a faintly metallic voice. And I’ll be greeted by 2,873.9 gnarled old stump-toothed loggers with an average of 2.7 fingers between them, now federally retrained as green jobs czars, NEA performance artists, end-of-life counseling coordinators and Joe Biden speechwriters…
I could see it all…until he said “Biden speechwriters”. Kinnock speechwriters, sure…




