Sindee and J'hai ride again. Hearing about an experimental technique for time-travel, Sindee Sands pitches a royal wedding between her daughter J'hai, now fourteen and freshly annulled from her tweenie marriage to gangsta rapper Bull Fido, and whatever royalty comes within range. Of course such interference with the past could wipe out civilization. But when the President hears of it, he Executive Orders all objections aside. Why should the Brits get all the action? Royal weddings get almost as big of crowds as his own inauguration. And sell more merch. And since the wedding in question will take place in 1385, before, as POTUS explains, Columbus claimed America for the British, he can now claim the whole damn country for America. And spiff up Buckingham Palace with colored spotlights pointing to his name right across it. A demented J'hai, a demented President, a possibly demented time travel machine … what could go wrong?
