PART 5
On December 2nd, 2015, Ghid is called before Congress for a hearing on his recent escapades. A lot of people, like me, think about Ghid as a young man. In 1979, Ghid was born with a disability from depression. It was a condition that meant he couldn’t be in his 60s. The next year, Ghid had his first birthday in the United States. At the time of his seventh birthday he was in his 40s. So, what happened?
“I had a terrible day,” he said.
Congress replied, “No, no. No. We can’t have a conversation. The country is on the brink of a great civil war. We have to have a discussion.”
The conversation started after Ghid came clean of his past. He spent a lot of time in prison. He killed a lot of his friends and tried to get his life back on track. He has a history of being in the middle of a major conflict. He also had a number of great fights with other people who he had never known. He killed a lot of people who were in the wrong place, and he is no longer a hero. He was an honorless man.
A lot of people thought that Ghid was a hero and a hero for some reason. Congress said, “This is a war of words , and it’s not just for our country but for all other people who have a stake in this war.”
Congress put Ghid’s record straight on Tuesday. In the first three days of the war Ghid had just one fight: his first. He had two kills. He killed a lot of people, including at least seven civilians. One of his comrades died in the process. The next day, he was assassinated by a police officer. Congress, however, made a mistake. The Congress was willing to put Ghid on the stand for more than a couple of days. When Ghid felt he was losing his case, he said, “It hurts a lot.”
“What does that mean? I just think it’s like an old saying of the American people.” Congress replied.
Ghid came prepared. In fact, he had been waiting for it, until he knew that he was in an important moment. He said, “Congress? What did this mean?”
This is the first time Congress has put Ghid in a position which would likely be their end. Ghid pulled out the phone, went outside, and made a call to Congress. Congress said, “Hello.”
“Is your vote for Ghid, or do you think you need to go cry?”
When Ghid returned, he turned to Congress to offer a vote. He did not say what he wanted. “I’m in good spirits,” Ghid said, smiling. Congress voted overwhelmingly for Ghid’s candidacy.
He didn’t want to have a seat on Congress, he just wanted to get out of his trial. “I did vote for a guy named Joe,” he said, laughing.
“Who?” Congress asked. “Joe?”
“Joe?” Congress asked. “Who’s Joe?”
This is one of the only times in the history of the United States that this joke has actually been repeated.
“Joe Mama,” Ghid said before he was pulled out of the chamber.
Outside the chamber, Ghid was in tears. “I couldn’t believe it,” he said, shaking his head. “It was the perfect delivery.”
The next day, he took the stage for a speech to the U. S. Senate Judiciary Committee, where he made his first remarks about the committee and its role in shaping the nation. He told the committee that he was deeply saddened by the allegations against Ghid. He said that he did not want to be blamed for his actions, and that he did not feel any blame for his actions. Congress had its way, and Ghid was found not guilty of any wrongdoing.
“We’re a nation divided,” Ghid said. “On the one side of the aisle is the American people, the people of this country, and our friends and allies. On the other side is the people of this country who are dumb. We’ve got an America that is divided.”
The Senate, however, was in a state of shock. Ghid was found to be innocent of charges of aggravated assault and battery, as well as multiple counts of murder, for which he was not sentenced. “Joe, you know, he just had a bad day,” he said.
“Joe?” The Senate asked. “Who was that? Who was that guy?”
“Joe Mama,” Ghid said before running out of the room.
Winger was waiting outside, surrounded by a crowd of journalists and reporters. The crowd turned away from him and rushed towards Ghid. “We can’t thank you enough,” a reporter said. “We have a president that we can’t trust in. He’s been in office, and he’s been an integral part of the American people for seven years.”
Ghid was confused. “What are you saying?”
“Would you run for President? Would you run for President?”
“Yes,” Ghid said, “but I won’t run for President.”
All of the reporters turned to Ghid. “Why?”
“Because of Joe.” Ghid, who was smiling, motioned for Winger to start running.
“Joe?” The reporter asked. “Joe who?”
“Joe Mama,” Ghid replied.
Ghid and Winger ran out of the crowd as the reporters cried out “Joe!”
On his way out of Washington, Ghid walked back to his hotel room, dressed in his suit and carrying a black and white baseball cap that looked like it belonged to Ghid. “Joe Mama,” he said. “Joe Mama.”
Ghid went out into the lobby, where Winger sat with two reporters, each sitting in a seat, talking with him. “Why don’t you have your own TV?” He asked.
“What are you saying?” Ghid answered.
“Why don’t you have your own TV ?”
“Oh, we have a TV,” Ghid said. “It 's the TV we need. You know what it’s like. It’s like you are sitting at home, watching TV. You’re sitting in front of the TV. That’s it.”
“It’s a TV.”
Ghid walked out of the hotel, Winger following him. When Ghid stopped at the curb, Ghid motioned and a limousine pulled up. “Joe Mama,” Ghid said. The driver of the limousine, who had just been waiting for him to leave the hotel, said, “I can’t take this.”
“Joe Mama,” Ghid said. The driver got out and ran out of the limousine. “I can’t take this.”
The driver of the limousine was gone, and Ghid went in. “Free and open, no more people.”
Ghid sat in the car, and Winger got in and drove away. “I can just say Joe Mama,” Ghid said, “and I win. I win.”
“Not so fast. You’ve gotten a whole lot of attention right now, and now you’re just talking about how important it is to you, and not just what your little game is.”
“Who is this?” Ghid said.
“The person you never knew, Joe Mama,” Joe Mama said. “It’s Joe Mama. Me. My name is Joe.”
“Joe Mama,” Ghid said. “I didn’t think you were real. You got to see that.”
“Joe Mama doesn’t care about that,” Joe Mama said. Joe Mama grabbed the wheel of the limousine and ran into the bus. It was too late for the bus, but Ghid grabbed Winger and jumped out of the car. The limousine crashed into the bus, a collision that would have hurt Winger had he not been pulled away. Then the two vehicles exploded the entire crash.
“Joe Mama,” Ghid said, “Is no longer alive.”
Ghid vowed never to use Joe Mama as a weapon again.