Happy Easter.

[novapsyche]

Kurtz and McCauley walked incredulously through the empty White House, past the abandoned interior guard posts. Pete gave the documents to an agent he knew at the vault door in the East Wing for handoff to the Vice President. Together they climbed back up, into the open air of the Colonnade along the Rose Garden. Halfway to the West Wing, they heard a sudden crashing roar and looked up to see two F-15 Eagles screech across the South Lawn at three hundred feet, shaking the two-hundred-year-old Executive Mansion. McCauley pressed his back against the wall, "Holy Mary, Mother of God!"

Kurtz, a Holy Cross graduate, completed the prayer: "Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus." The Combat Air Patrol had arrived. The White House was a war zone.

Richard Clarke, Against All Enemies, p. 21.

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[novapsyche.livejournal.com]

I missed that sketch. I watch Mad TV until midnight.