Bush laughs in the face of danger as some strange character throws his shoes.

This thingy here is about the future. The future for you. The future for me. The future for all of us. A future where our children can walk hand-in-hand, and share mobile videoconferencing despite the color of their cell phone carrier’s logo. I have a dream of a world where some a-hole with the Zach Morris cellphone can send weird messages to some asshole with the iPhone, and where my Q Phone can shoot laser beams at hobos. This will be the future, and if you care about it at all, call your local representative in the US House and tell them to give the damn spectrum to google, because those sissified girlymen will use it a lot better than MA BELL ever will. And That’s the truth!