April 10, 2015
[[Two musketeers present a handcuffed Napoleon to a magistrate.]]
Soldiers: This is Napoleon. He tried to take over the world.
Magistrate: Exile him to Elba!
[[Three musketeers present a somewhat dirty, handcuffed and shackled Napoleon to a magistrate.]]
Soldiers: It’s us again. Napoleon escaped from Elba and tried to conquer the world. Again.
Magistrate: Send him someplace truly remote, like Saint Helena.
Soldiers: Yes, sir.
Several years later…
[[Six musketeers present a dripping wet, handcuffed and shackled Napoleon, with an octopus on his head, to a magistrate.]]
Soldiers: Well, he swam back.
Magistrate stands and gestures to the skies imperiously.
Magistrate: We must mount an expedition to the south pole, where we will encase Napoleon in the antarctic ice!
A century later…
[[THE PRESIDENT stands behind a podium. Behind him stands a very dirty, handcuffed, shackled, splinted napoleon with icicles dripping off his hat.]]
President: We choose to go to the moon, not because it is easy…