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I picture more of a wind tunnel type thing–with hot air blowing through. There is no need for books (well, just the one: My Pet Goat) or printed material. This is a man who is proud that he does not read the newspaper.
Or perhaps just a vast, open plain, devoid of life or any other complex system.
I picture something like a moonbounce. Maybe a big yellow inflatable castle. And a petting zoo outside (with goats!).
I think a magazine rack in a Port-A-Potty would be both appropriate and ample to store his reading materials over the past seven years.
Surely a plan isn’t necessary.
A minefield would probably symbolize his legacy best.
A library really isn’t his style. Perhaps something that ends in -mania or -teria.
A single empty dark room would seem the most appropriate.
What? Not even the Good Book? Or is that not necessary when you have a direct line to the big J.C. himself?
I vote for a ladies’ shoe box shoved into a janitorial closet somewhere deep in the heart of Texas. Alternatively, a completely uncensored collection of ALL the papers produced during his presidency available free and online. From the phone number of Jenna, the hot intern, scribbled on a cocktail napkin during the Christmas 2001 office party and shoved in the pocket of Completely Inappropriate But Totally Cute Propaganda Guy, to the last memo of Bush’s presidency in January. Everything.
It’s a toss up as to which one would be more demeaning.
A vast, desolate echo chamber in the middle of an endless desert. Nothing moving, except lots of hot air and a goat. And his mother stands guard, to make sure no one criticizes her darling boy.
If they’re smart, they’ll design it in the shape of the most pleasing memory of the administration: Laura’s ass.
Well, yeah, but do you know how hard it is to make a building that’s an exact replica of Dubya?
< badumptshhhh >:D
OK, I’ll settle for a couple of unclad nymphs kitted out as Liberty and…lemme see…not Justice…not Peace…not Equality…Moral Clarity? Personal Responsibility?
Don’t forget the pretzel machine.
Whatever the final design of the building is, it should have no fire doors or fire escapes. I mean, a clear exit strategy would just contradict everything he’s stood for.
A huge fortress containing non-existent WMDs.
Or o-rama.
He doesn’t need a bible–apparently he talks directly to the Big Man himself. I’m not sure he’s ever read the bible or perhaps he didn’t understand the two syllable words.
A wing for coloring books would be needed.
Shhh…they’re not telling Bush that it’s going to have wings. He’ll want to go for a ride in it.