The Ghosts of Past Presidents Are Haunting The White House!
Ghost activity at the White House is increasing unexpectedly, and staffers from the Biden Administration are reporting an uptick in the number of encounters with the ghosts of former presidents:
George Washington floats around confessing that he accidentally sparked the French and Indian War (7 Years’ War) in the 1760s.
Abraham Lincoln wakes up Republican presidents every night at 3am to scream at them for ruining his party and explain to them he’d 10,000% be a Democrat today if he were still alive, and how, if contemporary Republicans did the slightest bit of research into the GOP’s 1860s party platforms, they would discover wildly liberal planks and policy ideas. Like funding extensive internal infrastructure, particularly in railroads. And uninhibited asylum and citizenship rights to any immigrant who wants them. And “vigorous” taxation. And governmental intervention to expand and ensure civil rights for freed slaves. “Which party does that sound most like today?” demands Lincoln at the end of his rants. “Look at an electoral map of 1860. Which states elected me? Geographically, the exact same power base as the states that elected Joe Biden. I will die on this hill that there is nothing more deserving of an eye roll in all of American domestic politics than hearing aggressively ignorant conservatives think they’re making a worthwhile political argument in defense of today’s Republicans by pointing out that I was one.”
Warren Harding hides in closets and when guests are getting dressed he says, “You know how much poon I used to get in here? Bill Clinton’s a virgin compared to me! Also, my wife murdered me with poison! Look it up! I actually didn’t mind. Teapot Dome was blowing up, and my mistress birthed a kid of mine. Let me tell you, thank God for Donald Trump because until him I was the worst president in the modern era! I may have been a swamp monster of corruption, but I’d never incite an attempted coup against the peaceful transfer of power!”
George H. W. Bush pinches women’s butts with his ghost fingers, then high-fives the Ghost of Gorbachev, and they drink ghost beers together and give each other the credit for ending the Cold War they deserve that everyone else gives to Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher.
FDR rolls around in his ghost wheelchair telling people “I was wrong! There is much more to fear than fear itself! The afterlife is a purgatory realm of shadows with no relief, rest, or catharsis! It is an eternal Greek underworld hell of soulless lingering in darkness! Why do I suffer so when I suffered much in life! I had polio!”
Millard Fillmore begs staffers, “Hey, show me some of those Only Fans videos! You 21st Century Americans have it so easy!”
James Buchanan tells anyone who will listen, “I was a lifelong bachelor, and my almost inseparable best friend was male. You know what that means when you read it in the history books, don’t you?”
Thomas Jefferson annoys White House guests describing in gratuitous detail why “Our Creator has advanced our pursuit of happiness giving us a wise and impish energy to appreciate the humor of John Adams being our second president because to associate the number two and a big fat deuce that clogs a Virginian outhouse is to invoke the spirit of the Adams administration, and it’s an inalienable fact in our republic’s august history that John Adams is a shit stain upon it.”
Richard Nixon tells people he can’t believe all he had to do to not resign is what Donald Trump did, and just not feel any shame for any of his actions while walking all over basic decency and democratic norms.
Teddy Roosevelt claims he did marijuana in Cuba during the Spanish-American War and invented jazz music.
Calvin Coolidge does gangsta rap about pimping in the Roaring 20s.
William McKinley, James Garfield, and John Kennedy play in a ghost band together on Thursdays, and jam out to heavy metal songs about assassination.
Rutherford Hayes asks, “What’s the big problem with Joe Biden sniffing kids’ hair? Sniffing kids’ hair is great!”
Gerald Ford floats around whispering to visitors, “I want you to do things to my asshole I’ll have to pardon you for.”
Thanks for your eyeballs!
—Dash MacIntyre
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