” . . . I was sitting at the table. We had finished dinner. We’re now having dessert. And we had the most beautiful piece of chocolate cake that you’ve ever seen and President Xi was enjoying it. And I was given the message from the generals that the ships are locked and loaded, what do you do? And we made a determination to do it, so the missiles were on the way. And I said, Mr. President, let me explain something to you. This was during dessert. We’ve just fired 59 missiles, all of which hit, by the way, unbelievable, from, you know, hundreds of miles away, all of which hit, amazing.”
Please don’t bring cake into this Mr. President.
When you read about deaths in Syria, families separated, children crying, doctors trying hard to save lives, fathers wailing over their lost wife and children, it aches. Doesn’t it? The video of the six-year-old child covered in dust lost and confused when he should really be playing peewee football is just disheartening.
What is more disturbing is that there is an oompa loompa leading one of the world’s most powerful countries who makes his decision while eating chocolate cake.
And then he says…
. . . So what happens is I said we’ve just launched 59 missiles heading to Iraq and I wanted you to know this. And he was eating his cake. And he was silent.
He can remember how luscious the cake was but not a critical decision he made!
And this is how chocolate cake became infamous for a brief period of time, but really, is it really the cake’s fault? I guess the moral is, be careful and responsible while eating something indulgent.
No more cake for the president.
A lot of you asked me for my Chocolate cake recipe, I feel uneasy to share it right now. But I figured it’s time we free the humble cake that has made generations happy and has been the focus of so many celebrations, from this vicious trap it fell into for no mistake of its own.