Okay, everyone just calm the hell down. We can figure this out.

So what we’ve got here is a plaque on display at Worcestershire, England. If you can’t quite make out the text, grandpa, here’s what it says. Er, sorry. H E R E ‘ S  W H A T  I T  S A Y S :

U.S. President George W. Bush dreamt he was at this spot the night of 16th February 2003 but failed to recognize it, having never visited Malvern. To this day he still thinks it was just some place he made up in his sleep.

Look, I don’t have any answers for you. I found it on the Internet, just like you did. I don’t even know what the hell the context of it is. Here’s all the information that could be gleaned from the guy who took the damn picture.

No idea, the back story is that I was in Malvern with my kids and was taking some photos. At the bottom of the hill near this thing, there is another blue plaque on a building commemorating the fact that Roosevelt came to convalesce there, then at the top of the hill there was this.

So now we at least know there was this thing, and the plaque was near the thing. So that at least answers a few questions, most notably, “Was there a thing somehow involved?”

So since there’s no actual context or reasoning or explanations of any kind involved, this leaves us with nothing else besides random speculation (Oh boy!). Here goes: George W. Bush apparently had a dream about Malvern, England on February 16, 2003. Somehow someone else besides George W. Bush knows about this. But Bush didn’t recognize the place in his dream because he’d never been there, so either someone on this planet is capable of viewing other people’s dreams with their own eyes or George W. Bush is capable of incredibly vivid descriptions of the things he dreams about. Either way, someone who George W. Bush somehow imparted this dream upon was able to recognize the place as Malvern, England. This same person, however, did not tell George W. Bush what the place was, preferring to let him go about with his life assuming that it was just a place he’d invented with his brain, like Tanzania. So instead, this mystery person traveled to this place in England and had a plaque made up, which he hung in the spot of Bush’s dream so that future generations might know that this one time George W. Bush had a dream about a place he’d never been to before, and that he still doesn’t know it was a real place.

I don’t know why we’re wasting our time as a country debating health care, when we could just as well be trying to figure out shit like this.