(Thanks a lot for the super simple word suggestion Ben... my writing tends to veer towards an esoteric vocab lessons without you helping the process along you sonofabitch. Here's a link, since I had to look up what Antidisestablishmentarianism meant.)
Gregor looked out the window towards the milling herd of protesters. Their signs flapped about in the air, some scant few of them approaching clever. One read 'Pagans for Progress' and the ridiculousness of that made Gregor chuckle in spite of himself. Still, the vast majority were endless, humorless redundancies of three basic themes: 'Down with the church' 'Keep your God out of my house.' and -most ignorant of all- 'Read the constitution: Separation of Church and State.'
That last one particularly distressed Gregor. The whole concept of 'Separation of Church and State' was -in fact- not present in the constitution. At best one could argue that the first amendment applied... but (as president) he was not part of congress and (more importantly) he was not making laws concerning the establishment of religion. President Gregor McKinley forced his faith on no one because, as every christian knew, that would be impossible. The unsaved either would accept Jesus or they would not. They would either live in sin and risk damnation or they would find freedom in service to Christ. In his years as a lawyer, before he heard the call to ministry and then to the presidency, Gregor was ever dismayed by people's complete lack of knowledge concerning the law.
No, he didn't tell people 'what' they could worship or how. They were organized because they were upset at the way he was changing society. And he most certainly was changing society... or trying to whenever unstymied by the militantly agnostic holdouts in the Senate or the Supreme Court.
He worked from before sunrise to well after moon rise every day, doing all he could to realign the country with the oldest and best value system known to man. If all the Atheists and Budha worshipers could not accept the word of God for what it was, the least they could do is admit the fact that judeo-christian values were what had made the country great. Moreover, they should have to concede that the reaffirmation of those same values were what could make the country great again. But sadly, that was too much to expect of a fallen and decadent people. The protesters were an ever present reminder that the hearts of men were hardened against God even in the face of overwhelming truth.
His thoughts drifted away from the yelling fools as he got on his knees to to pray. Then, he got to the business of being president: 9 am briefing, 11 o' clock meeting with the Chairman of the FCC about the campaign to discourage the consumption of internet pornography and the complications arising from court actions, after lunch was the informal strategic planning session on the varied state and local efforts to reinstate the gutted sodomy laws and at 3:15 there was the counsel session with Joint Chiefs about long term strategy for the continuing occupation of the holy lands... or rather the peace keeping efforts in Israel, Palestine and Syria as his administration referred to it in public.
And so endless complications stretched him till long after the sun had set, he barely had an hour and a half to read the bible before joining Margie in bed. As he buttoned his pajamas he thought back on work of the day. Christians faced persecution from all over society, so it was no surprise that he didn't always get his way. More importantly, he didn't feel God's direct influence in every thing he did and sometimes he wondered... But Gregor knew he had done his best based on the core values had guided his life for the last thirty seven years and that God would forgive him for any mistakes or errors that he made. Even if there were some things that felt like setbacks and defeat, victory was inevitable. He relished the fact that tomorrow was the sabbath. Barring emergency, there would be no meetings, no briefings. He could spend the whole day focusing on growing closer to God.
President Gregor McKinley had a smile on his face as unconsciousness finally claimed him.
(Do you think I pushed any buttons with this one?)