You can move him around with the cursor, and turning the tables as far as who gets to control who's life is fun. Some of you may even find it cathartic. But I also find that I kind of like just watching him fall on his own, flailing through space with the same kind of artful gracelessness with which he has often flailed through his sentences in real life, until he eventually gets stuck in something from which he cannot extract himself.
It's also nice to put on some accompanying music -- perhaps something dreamy and classical, or something lyrically appropriate like "Road To Nowhere" by the Talking Heads, or "Destination Unknown" by Missing Persons.
You can use your imagination and pretend that God dropped him into a giant glass of 7UP, and had all the bones in his body removed as punishment.
But whether you believe he slipped into this alternate reality while out playing golf, while walking across the tarmac after stepping off Air Force One, or perhaps during a speech to Congress justifying the need for harsh measures in the "War on Terror," just remember that you're watching the President of the United States.
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Groove on,
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