Dynastic Politics

A man walked into the absolutely plus en plus trendoid restaurant. As he waited to be seated, he noticed the maitre d'hotel was a robot.

The robot clicked to attention and said, "Sir, there is a one hour wait. I am programmed to converse with you until a table is ready. Comme vous voulez."

Intrigued, the man said, "Righto."

The robot clicked a couple more times and then asked, "Sir, what is your IQ if I might inquire?"

The man answered, "Oh, about 164."

The robot then proceeded to discuss Relativity vs. Quantum Mechanics, the Fibonacci quandary of yesteryear, together with recent oencological developments in the lucrative pharmacological sector, etc.

The man was most impressed. The next day he returned, but thought he would try a different tack.

The robot again asked, "What is your IQ, sir?"

This time the man answered, "Oh, about 100."

So the robot started discussing NASCAR racing, the latest basketball scores and what to expect the Red Sox to do this weekend.

The guy had to try it one more time. So the next day he returned.

Again the robot asked the question, "What is your IQ?"

This time the man drawled out, " Oh, about 50."

The robot clicked, then leaned close and very slowly asked:

"A-r-e y-o-u-r p-e-o-p-l-e r-e-a-l-l-y g-o-i-n-g t-o n-o-m-i-n-a-t-e H-i-l-l-a-r-y?"