I had a dream and it was a doozy. George Bush and Barack Obama were picking teams for a game of basketball. I was nervously lined up hoping not to be chosen by the wrong guy. Jesus and Buddha and Mohammed and Gandhi were there, and Milton Friedman, Karl Rove and Dick Cheney too.
The new President raised an arm and pointed his finger in my direction. “Tony get over here, you’re playing on my team.”
I couldn’t believe it! “But Mr. President, you could have picked Jesus for God’s sake. He makes every shot he takes.”
“Tony,” he whispered to me, “Jesus just doesn’t have Continue…