Help Not Wanted

A vacancy on the Jedi Council we have. To fill it soon we must. A "suggestion" Chancellor Palpatine had. Harriet Miers "Uh, usually Chancellor, an actual Jedi we appoint to the Council." "Oh, I know. But this woman is the most qualified person I can find." To interview this person I agreed. "So, any experience with lightsabers have you?" "No. I'm afraid not. Is that important?" "Well,..." "Oh, you mean those flashlight thingies you use?" "Yes." "No. I don't have any experience with one of those." "Ever used the Force have you?" "I don't use drugs." "A drug the Force is not." "Oh." "Any training in the Jedi ways you have?" "No, but I wear Jedi's at home when I'm gardening." "No, about Jedi's I am talking, not Levi's." "Oh, then no." "Ever used the Mind Trick, have you?" "No." "Lifted a heavy object with your mind?" "No." "Given a Force-wedgie to anyone have you?" "No. But that sounds like fun." "Well, like to thank you for your interest I would. At this time, a fit for the Council you are not. But keep your application on file we will." "Why? Is it my political beliefs?" "What? No, important that is not..." "Is it those speeches I gave twenty years ago?" "No. About what speeches you are talking..." "You want me to hand over those private memos between the Chancellor and me, don't you? Well, I'm not giving them to you. You can forget about that. In fact, I'm just going to withdraw my application!" "Listen, know what you are talking about I do not. Hire you we can not, because experience you have not!" "Typical. Just throw the 'experience card' at me, why don't you? This is the same thing they told me when I applied for that position as a brain surgeon!" "Know that a medical degree you have, I did not." "I don't, but what's that got to do with anything?"