Do You Want to Know What Happened to Karl?

Karl Rove had not felt that way in years. Thecoffee sessions in the Oval Room.
Democrat's mid term election victory of 2006 had hadAll these thoughts were parading in his memory as he
a profound effect on him to the extent that hesat before the window of his office and idly looked at
considered it a personal defeat. For the past severalthe distant traffic on Pennsylvania Avenue when none
years he had deftly manipulated the strings of theother than the president entered his office.
Bush Administration with such enviable results that"Karl, I hate to see you sitting in your big chair in front
friends and foes alike considered the results heof your empty desk and spend hours looking out the
obtained as the product of exceptional wisdom,window with that distant look in your beady eyes!"
courage and political vision."What do you want me to do, Mister President? Even
He recalled that famous phrase by Winston Churchillbefore the elections I began to notice a sense of
that defined how he and President Bush felt aboutrejection exhibited toward me by almost everyone.
their accomplishments: 'Victory at all costs, victoryThose elections have been my Waterloo! "
however long and hard the road may be; for withoutWell, you had it coming. You know, our good friend
victory there is no survival.' But the election results hadDoctor Phil always says that the fruit of self
changed the survival angle; he kept thinking of hisconfidence is arrogance but that arrogance is really an
sizeable home mortgage and the mounting expensesexpression of pusillanimity, whatever that is. He says
of his several homes.that its unhappy results involve poor digestion and a
.touch of impotence. He also says that plotting and
He mentally reviewed the magnificent scenario hecooking up schemes taxes not only the brain but also
developed for the invasion of Iraq. The very term 'Wardarkens the soul, whichever comes first. Perhaps you
on Terror' was born at that time and profited from theshould see a psychic doctor.
country's revulsion and fear caused by the 9-11 attack"You mean a psychiatrist."
on New York by the Al Qaida terrorists. Aided by a"Whatever. Besides you are running out of brilliant
president bent on becoming a heroic statesman heideas and clever solutions. Even Tony Snow comes
had successfully installed in the American psyche theup with good lies and beautiful smoke curtains. That kid
politics of fear and terror.is going places. But before the media notices your
He had basked in the adulation, recognition and respectpresent condition we can perhaps arrange for an
of the Administration, the media and the public inambassadorship in some quiet place like Andorra,
general. He smiled when he recalled the card sent toBurkina Faso or Belize where you can help the natives
him by an admirer where he was portrayed wearingembrace freedom and democracy. You know,
Superman's costume and flying above the Whitediplomatic status will probably keep you out of jail. ."
House.Old Karl listened to the Boss with some apprehension.
The Mid term elections of the year 2006 put a stop toHe could not help feeling terribly jealous about Tony
the aura of invincibility and self confidence that hadand disappointed that his razor sharp inventiveness
been supported by victory after victory. All of aseemed to have deserted him. Worse, he was about
sudden he was on the outside looking in. He began toto be discarded like an old set of false teeth. Tears
notice the subtle changes in the adoration of his peers.were already at the edge of his limpid orbs and he felt
Gone were the respectful greetings, the obsequiousthat another derogatory comment from the President,
comments and congratulations, and the stream ofhis idol, would produce an unstoppable flow of tears
requests for advice on all matters.and another wave of heartache and anxiety. In a low
Even the president seemed a bit distant. Gone werevoice he said:
the effusive greetings and the constantly changing"Is there anything you can do other than send me
nicknames. Also gone were the impromptu lunches onaway?"
the private second floor dining room and the informal"How about a medal, Karl?