Senor

Indeed, his parents named him Bob. Not Robert or Robby or Bobby, but just Bob. That's his name. After this point, what more was left for Bob? What exactly lies ahead for this white-haired, pot-bellied, anglo-saxon man with the most common name in the western world?
Bob likes digital cameras, old blind dogs, the desert, fixing computers, and a woman (his wife) named Sally.
I was assigned Monday to spend the day with Bob and first we went to his house to pick up his digital camera. Bob's house is on the farrest edge of Northeast El Paso; not only did this consign me to a day of small-talk-making in the course of our job, but it consigned to a full two hours of small-talk-making inside Bob's Ford Explorer driving from one side of El Paso to the other side of Juarez. Bob is diabetic, but drinks Coca-Cola anyway. He bought me one. Much like all of the other random people that I have been assigned to work with, I now know Bob's entire life story. On days like this, life at Currey-Adkins is much more like being the host of a talk-show than anything else. Unfortunately, this talk show lasts all day, and you better not run out of questions.
Bob loves technology and he has registered to his name no fewer than 17 domain names. For example, Bob owns elpasotourist.com; elpasotourist.net; elpasotourist.org; elpasotourism.com; elpasotourism.net; elpasotourism.org; elpasoflowers.com; elpasoflowers.net; elpasoflowers.org. Etc. Bob has big plans for these websites and most of these plans involve his digital camera because Bob loves to take photos.
Perhaps the highlight of our conversation came during our discussion of politics. I was relatively pleased because I discovered that Bob is pretty liberal and progressive-thinking. He's been in the Navy and his son is currently in the Air Force and is stationed at one of these brand new bases that the U.S. Military has recently opened in Central Asia that I just happen to be reading about right now. Anyway, so we were talking about the current state of the world, and, like I said, generally agreeing with each other, etc, when Bob asks me if I'm religious. I waffled at the question because it was something I wasn't prepared for and finally told him, "No, not really." He replied, "Yeah, I'm not religious either." We kept talking for a few minutes, apparently because Bob needed to prepare himself for his big statement, which he dropped on me just as we arrived at the Maquiladora. Bob turns to me and explains that he thinks that the United States is the most powerful country on Earth right now because the United States specifically and the Anglo-Saxon ethnic group generally is favored, or chosen, by God and that, if you think about it logically, too many things have happened in "our" favor for it all to be a coincidence.
I nodded sagely and told him that I was really an alien from another galaxy.
Bob is the treasurer of the El Paso Optimist's Club.