I remember meeting Lynn Cheney, the VP's wife, at a gathering.
She seemed like an okay type of person, but yet was very sad.
I recall her sadness mostly, and it seemed as though it stemmed from the public's hatred of her & her husband, because of the Iraq War.,and their underhandedness in the White House today.
This overwhelming sadness about her, (perhaps because I saw her on TV the other day, and my mind took note that she looked less animated, more subdued then usual?)
Anyway, the next scene, I was sitting on a step, (sort of like the Lincoln Monument, where the steps were many, marble, and a large edifice.
He (Dick Cheney) came up to me, and he too looked sad and worried.
He tried to talk with me, in a friendly type of way, and apparently because he knew I had met his wife at this gathering, and she told him, I was a nice person.
So, he tried to engage me in conversation....but it was easily seen he wasn't "forthright", but laid back with me.
I thought to myself, this man is really hesitant to show any of his feelings.,but yet he tried to tell me he was worried about his wife and her overwhelming sadness. (about the loss of their prestige).
I began to feel a tinge of sorrow for this man as well as his wife, because it became obvious to me in the dream that they were so lost.
I asked him about the family vacation he just went to, where he found out how sad his wife was, and he said they took a private plane there, (not AirForce 1 or 2) the VP's plane.
I felt that any communication between us would be shallow at best because there was NO way I could approach this man to let him know how very harmful his actions have been to our country, and that he has caused himself & his wife, all this sadness he speaks of now.........
I knew (instinctively) that he would never have accepted HIS role, in creating his own reality, he now faces (with his wife and the sadness)
Then as he walked away and someone else came to talk with me, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him, behind a fence, still looking at me, like a very hesistant person who wanted to open up, but simply didn't know how.
A rather sad figure.,then.
end of dream.