Joseph Jobrani Analysis

President Joseph Jobrani’s numbers had been sliding in the polls for a second consecutive year. He had to do something to stop his increasing unpopularity. After the glory of winning a historic and improbable election, things had gone south. Not only was Joseph Jobrani the first president of Middle Eastern descent, no one outside of his friends foresaw him beating a very powerful superdelegate from Missouri with very powerful friends no less. He had to fight an up-hill battle from the beginning of his presidency. The disaster of the previous administration had put the country on the brink of an economic collapse thanks to unnecessary wars. According to the experts, the wars had accrued a high debt and in effect, had divided America in
Sana Jenkins, yet another person of Middle Eastern descent, stood there as if waiting for him to follow her. Sana Jenkins was tall and slender, she had straight, black shiny hair. She was incredibly fit thanks to her fondness for yoga and tennis. Sana wore loose-fit clothes, never provocative, especially now that she was one of the president’s personal assistants. Many cabinet members, including males and females, found her interesting and attractive. Still in a trance over his unpopularity, President Jobrani could see that she was there present, but his mind was elsewhere, he could only see her lips moving as he quickly came out of his thought.
“Mr. President? Are you okay? I said the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs is waiting for you in your conference room.”
“Oh, right. Thank you, Sana,” responded a distracted President Jobrani. There was too much on his mind lately. As he got up and walked down the hallway towards his conference room, he looked at the presidential portraits along the hallway. He thought about how each of them had responded to the pressing situations of their day. The Abraham Lincoln portrait reminded him of cessation and the Civil War, the Woodrow Wilson portrait, about the Lusitania and the Great War, Calvin Coolidge’s portrait, the Great Depression and Franklin Roosevelt, Pearl Harbor and the Second World War. What would future presidents think about him when they walked past this same hallway
President, it was rescheduled late last night at the request of Directors Patrick Callahan and Neil Johannsen, both will also attend. It was all there in your personal planner earlier this morning when we went through it, Sir.”
President Jobrani paused quickly and turned to see Sana, “did you say Callahan and Johannsen?”
“Yes Mr. President?” Responded Sana referring to Directors Patrick Callahan and Neil Johannsen of the CIA and NSA, respectively.
“Why? Who invited them?” Asked President Jobrani.
“Like I said, Mr. President, it was their request to sit in and they were very insistent about it, I might add.”
It seemed odd to the president, what seemed to be a last-minute meeting with Chairman Armstrong over news from the front, now involved matters of national intelligence and national security.

In his seat, 4 Star general, Theodore Armstrong sat face to face with Directors Callahan and Johannsen as they sat motionless across the conference table looking back at him. Their presence was more than the general could stomach, especially on a Monday morning. He did not mind Callahan too much given that he was a fellow soldier from the Army, but the pompous Johannsen was another matter, for one, he had been in the hated