[ WP ] When a new president is elected , they are given a special security briefing . In reality , this is an old tradition where various directors , military officers and current ministers present fake evidence and compete to see who can convince the president of the most ridiculous things .

The three men solemnly stepped into the oval office. The CIA Director, who had several manilla folders, The Secretary of Defense, who carried three briefcases, and Presley Quinn, who had nothing but a folded up orange poster. 
 
 `` As you know sir, it is a necessary for the Commander In Chief to be briefed on top-secret information as soon as possible.'' Said the CIA Director as he organized his folders. 
 
 `` Of course.'' The President replied. 
 
 `` And this information may come as a great shock to you, but I assure you everything we present to you today has been thoroughly studied and confirmed as fact.'' 
 
 `` I would expect nothing less, let's begin.'' 
 The president stated. 
 
 The CIA Director pulled out a map of Syria with several blue circles drawn on it. `` These areas marked in blue represent known terrorist headquarters. It's much too dangerous to send troops in, so we've been attacking them using drone strikes for the past four months, but we've yet to successfully hit any of these targets. Our ordinance appears to be prematurely detonating in the air.'' 
 
 `` They have anti-ballistic systems that advanced?'' The President said. 
 
 `` Well sir, it appears they do n't have anti-ballistics at all. Our spy planes have seen the terrorists congregating in meditative circles at these locations, and electromagnetic readings give us strong reason to believe that the terrorists have found a way to create psychic protective fields around themselves. We are currently employing Buddhist monks to help us develop a missile capable of penetrating any spiritual barriers.'' 
 
 The President silently stared at the CIA Director, who was biting his tongue. 
 
 `` Incredible,'' He finally replied. `` Continue your research at any cost.'' 
 
 `` Yes sir.'' The CIA Director said as he sat back down, looking at the other two with satisfaction. 
 
 `` Mr.President.'' Said the Secretary Of Defense as he opened two of his three briefcases, which contained a toy brontosaurus and a toy pterodactyl. `` Do you know what these are?'' 
 
 `` Dinosaurs.'' He replied. 
 
 `` Exactly. Dinosaurs.'' The Secretary of Defense stared at the President with grave intensity. `` What if I told you that somewhere within our country, dinosaurs are being cloned in a secret facility, for the purpose of military deployment?'' 
 
 `` I would say that seems rather useless, given our current military arsenal.'' 
 
 `` You might think that,'' The Secretary of Defense opened the third case, which revealed a tank made of lego bricks, surrounded by bank robber lego men. `` But we've been able to modify this T-Rex here...'' He picked up the brontosaurus toy `` To be able to move twice as fast as a Jeep, have a natural saddle shape in it's back, and contain a panel in the back of it's head that controls several missile and machine gun systems. In the hundreds of combat drills we've run, these creatures beat traditional combat tanks every time. This is the future of ground warfare.'' He smashed the toy into the tank, breaking it into pieces.'' 
 
 The president sweeped a few lego blocks off his lap and shook his head. 
 `` Very interesting. I'm excited to see what this project could become.'' 
 
 `` As am I sir.'' The Secretary of Defense leaned back in his chair, smirking. 
 
 `` And as for you Mr...?'' 
 
 `` Quinn.'' The final man stood up and unfolded his poster, which was a cross-section of human anatomy. `` Sir, I assume you're familiar with the current model of the human body, as shown here?'' 
 
 `` Of course I am.'' 
 
 `` And what do you make of this model?'' 
 He flipped the poster around, revealing a similar cross-section, but the inside had no organs or bones. It was just yellow, with a line labeled'sand' pointing to the middle of it. 
 
 `` I do n't know. What is that?'' 
 
 `` This, Mr. President, is the human body. All surgeons, doctors, medical officials, and anybody else who handles the supposed'intricacies' of the human body are involved in perpetuating a world-wide plot to keep this fact secret.'' 
 
 `` What fact?'' 
 
 `` We're all full of sand, Mr.President, and nothing else.'' 
 
 `` Nonsense. People break bones and need surgeries all the time.'' 
 
 `` Have you ever broken a bone or needed a surgery, Mr.President?'' 
 
 A look of concern grew over the President's face. 
 
 `` Of course not, because it's impossible to break what you do n't have. My organization helps stage thousands of these surgeries and injuries each year, all to ensure the public does n't know about the sand.'' 
 
 `` But I've cut myself before. I've bled!'' Desperation could be hear in the President's voice now. 
 
 `` We inject a thin layer of self-replicating blood gelatin into the skin of every newborn, along with the vaccinations. It's all a lie, Mr.President. It's all sand.'' 
 
 `` But... but why?'' 
 
 `` Can you imagine the damage this sort of thing would do if it were public knowledge?'' 
 
 There was silence in the room. 
 
 The President stared intently into his hands. 
 
 `` sand...'' The President muttered. 
 
 `` Sand, sir.'' Said Presley, stifling back a smile. 

