You know you missed me copping stuff from DailyKos, oh yes you do. I know it. You can’t fool a “slykick” like me! So, as an early HOLIDAY present, here’s a little gift from a cool guy named Bill in Portland Maine who posts something on Kos called “Cheers & Jeers”. This is from his one year anniversary post (today, as a matter of fact).
Love it? Oh yes I do!
A lot has happened on the political front in the past year, most notably the implosion of the Republican juggernaut. Did you think things would fall apart that fast?
Of course! It was a foregone conclusion going back to 2000. I mean, I don’t think it’s completely sunk in yet to most people that our president—our president!—is George W. Bush. An utter, total failure his entire life. Propped up by his dad’s money and connections. Had to resort to insider trading to make his fortune. Failed governor. Never traveled. Doesn’t read newspapers except the sports section. Mangles the English language. Pre-screens his audiences. Has viciously campaigned against the poor, the middle class, kids, seniors, the environment, science, equality, our fiscal solvency and certainly our military. He’s such a pussy he had to stick Helen Thomas in the back row at press conferences so she wouldn’t ask him a hard question. Never vetoed a single bill. And he gives a big thumbs-up to torture.
He’ll be viewed as a terrible president…above Harding and Buchanan and Pierce, but certainly below Fillmore and Coolidge and even the Harrison boys. And I predict that his approval will be solidly in the twenties—across the board—within the next 8 months.
That’s a pretty bold assertion.
Why? We’re out of money. Our military’s at its wits’ end but he won’t pull them out. We’ll never forgive him for Katrina. People know from his Social Security and Medicare schemes that he wants to screw us. He just got $100 billion in new tax cuts for the rich passed. He’d run over an old lady to get to a drop of oil. They know he doesn’t care. This is silly. I mean, I’m waiting for the day when he gives a press conference wearing a suit with corporate sponsorship logos all over it—oil companies and Pfizer and Merck and Monsanto and RJR-Nabisco and Halliburton and Wal-Mart—like those NASCAR guys wear. He might as well just do it, because he’s not fooling anyone anymore.
Ah! That is lovely and so eloquent. Would that I could spew like that.
Hey, I want a copy of that book for Christmas. After all if GWB can become president, I darn well want to also! It’s my right to be president if I want to!