Feb 162010
 

The year is 2016 and the United States has elected the first woman as well as the first president, Susan Goldfarb. She calls up her mother a few weeks after and says, ‘So, Mom, I assume you will be coming to my ?’

‘I don’t think so. It’s a ten hour drive, your father isn’t as young as he used to be, and my arthritis is acting up again.’

‘Don’t worry about it Mom, I’ll send to pick you up and take you home. And a will pick you up at your door.’

‘I don’t know. Everybody will be so fancy-schmantzy, what on earth would I wear?’

‘Oh Mom’ replies Susan, ‘I’ll make sure you have a wonderful gown made by the best designer in New York.’

,’ Mom complains, ‘you know I can’t eat those rich foods you and your friends like to eat.’

The replies, ‘Don’t worry Mom. The entire affair is going to be handled by the best caterer in New York, kosher all the way. Mom, I really want you to come.’

So Mom reluctantly agrees and on 20 January 2017, Susan Goldfarb is being sworn in as President of the United States. In the front row sits the new President’s mother, who leans over to a senator sitting next to her.

‘You see that woman over there with her hand on the , becoming President of the United States?’

The Senator whispers back, ‘Yes I do.’

Says Mom proudly, ‘Her ’s a doctor.’

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