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They can forget MFN, van Damm said. Congress would impeach you if you asked for it, Jack. And you can figure that the Hill will offer Taiwan any weapons system they want to buy next go-round.

Yes, sir. She fished in her pocket and pulled out a fliptop box of Virginia Slims. Ryan took one out, along with the pink butane lighter stashed inside. He lit the smoke and took a long hit. Thanks, Ellen.

Yeah, Rob? Ryan responded, turning. - That's disgusting.

Not fair, Robby, Ryan told his VP.

Okay, I am not omniscient, and I'm not perfect, POTUS admitted crossly after the second puff. Now, back to China.

And they think it's decent speculation, but not something to bet the ranch on.

Things will quiet down if the other side has half a brain, Adler said hopefully.

There was amusement around the coffee table at that one.

Do they? Robby Jackson asked, just before Arnie van Damm could.

Around the coffee table, there were the usual half-humorous snorts that accompany an observation that is neither especially funny nor readily escapable.

Okay, I am not omniscient, and I'm not perfect, POTUS admitted crossly after the second puff. Now, back to China.

Nothing new from SORGE today? van Damm asked.

And that's the problem, Adler reminded them all. They think we're the uncivilized ones.

The door opened seven seconds later. Yes, Mr. President?

Robby, back when I was in high school, I remember the Cuban Missile Crisis. I remember wondering if the world was going to blow up. But I still had to translate half a page of Caesar's goddamned Gallic Wars, and I saw the President on TV, and I figured things were okay, because he was the President of the United Goddamned States, and he-had to know what was really going on. So, I translated the battle with the Helvetii and slept that night. The President knows, because he's the President, right? Then I become President, and I don't know a damned thing more than I knew the month before, but everybody out there-Ryan waved his arm at the window-thinks I'm fucking omniscient . Ellen he called loudly enough to get through the door.

That's the problem with good intelligence information. It doesn't agree with what your own people think-assuming they really think at all, the Vice President observed.

Nothing new from SORGE today? van Damm asked.

The door opened seven seconds later. Yes, Mr. President?

Okay, I am not omniscient, and I'm not perfect, POTUS admitted crossly after the second puff. Now, back to China.

Not fair, Robby, Ryan told his VP.

Roger that, Arnie, Jackson confirmed.

Yeah, Klingons, Ryan observed tersely. Aliens from outer space. Jesus, Scott, how do we predict what they're going to do?

Pity, Adler said. I've discussed the take from SORGE with some of my I and R people-always as my own theoretical musings

Yeah, Rob? Ryan responded, turning. - That's disgusting.

So, what else is going to go wrong over there? Ryan asked.

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