No More Mr. Nice Guy!

"Stop lying, Mr. Bush"

I wish our "liberal media" had a fraction of the gumption of the foreign press.

"Stop lying, Mr. Bush", says Der Spiegel, illustrating the story with a photo you won't see in any US media outlet, because of the hint of a suggestion of profanity. Aaaargh! The sky is falling! Though it strikes me that the ongoing cluster-cheney in Iraquagmire is far more obscene than any reference to human waste.

One could argue about whether Junior is lying or whether he really believes his own "bushit". Personally I think he's in a gray area in between. He is the Decider, the Commander in Chief, the Supreme Poobah of the Known, Unknown and Unknowable Universes, therefore anything he says is true by definition. If he says something that isn't true, then it magically becomes true, so it wasn't really a lie.

More and more people are coming to the conclusion that Monkeynuts is like Billy Mumy in the Twilight Zone episode "It's a Good Life", based on the creepy story by Jerome Bixby. (I made the analogy back in July 2003, though with reference to the US in general rather than the Potemkin Village Idiot alone.) Everyone in Washington tiptoes around Junior, afraid of "inflaming" him. Everything he does, however horrendous and destructive, is greeted with: "say, that's a really swell thing you did. It's good that we've lost thousands of troops and trillions of dollars for no reason. Yep, it sure is a good life."

Even the Iraq Study Group's report, with its devastating critiques of Junior's total screw-up in Iraq, is looking more and more like another bail-out exercise organized by Daddy Warbush to cover up for his idiot son. The pathetic little turd has had everything in life handed to him on a silver platter - getting into a champagne unit of the National Guard, getting to cut and run when he couldn't even handle that low level of responsibility, getting rescued by the Bin Laden family when he couldn't even find oil in Texas, getting handed a free baseball team and stadium courtesy of the taxpayers of Arlington, TX, and so on through the Texas governorship and up to the White House. And of course Poppy and his rich friends were always there to pull strings for him when he was driving drunk or living la vida coca, or committing some other "youthful indiscretion" at age 40. Now, after running the entire country into the ground, he is once again being shielded from the consequences of his actions.

For far too long, Chimpy has been enabled and encouraged by a subservient pack of cowardly quislings. It's getting to the point where we need to impeach him for his own sake, let alone ours. Think of it as an intervention. Friends don't let friends destroy the planet!