Dreamin' in Dreamland

I had a dream. I dreamed that George W. Bush was put on trial for all his crimes and malfeasance; tried for lying and spying and war crimes and attempting to subvert the Constitution of the United States. Tried for misleading the country into war, for turning a record surplus into the biggest deficit the country has ever seen, for ruining the environment, for condoning torture, for warrantless eavesdropping on American citizens, for helping his corporate cronies get obscenely wealthy on the backs of the middle class, for making the gap between rich and poor in this country look like the Grand Canyon by giving unnecessary tax breaks to the wealthy at the expense of the rest of us, for outing a covert CIA agent just for personal revenge, for using a national tragedy to strike fear in the hearts of his countrymen solely for the purpose of partisan ideology, for squandering every ounce of goodwill that the rest of the world had once shown us, and simply for being the most incompetent, overmatched and singularly unqualified individual to ever hold the office of President of the United States. In my dream, he was tried and convicted, and put in jail for the rest of his natural life. It looked something like this...