Whoever It Is I’m For Them.
Whatever It Is I’m Against It [WIIIAI] has done it again:
You know what pisses me off about [tag]Bush[/tag], maybe more than anything else? Seven years of [tag]incompetence[/tag] and failed policies havenâ€™t wiped that smug [tag]smirk[/tag] off his face. The man will go to his grave without ever grasping how [tag]godawful[/tag] a job heâ€™s done, with his monumental [tag]self-regard[/tag] undented.
…thus, with an effortless flourish, nailing exactly how we feel.
The picture accompanying WIIIAI‘s piece shows [tag]George[/tag] [tag]conducting[/tag] (for fuck’s sake) the [tag]Marine Band[/tag] at the [tag]White House[/tag] [tag]Correspondents’ Association[/tag] Dinner last weekend – while managing to [tag]wink[/tag] lewdly at an official guest. He can’t just turn a country in [tag]chaos[/tag] overnight; he can embarrass himself in front of [tag]professional musician[/tag]s in the [tag]wink of an eye[/tag]. Apparently the last time he conducted, the [tag]1812 Overture[/tag] had to be renamed the 1912 Overture and he made such a shambles of it, he had the [tag]French[/tag] winning after all. The [tag]violins[/tag] pre-emptively attacked the [tag]violas[/tag], the [tag]double basses[/tag] mounted a frontal assault on the [tag]horns[/tag] and the [tag]trombones[/tag] tore apart the [tag]kettledrums[/tag] looking for [tag]WMDs[/tag]. Notwithstanding, the [tag]White House Press Corps[/tag] reported the [tag]fracas[/tag] as a stirring example of the President’s remarkable skill in creating [tag]peace[/tag] and [tag]harmony[/tag].
Like Father, Like Sonny
Still, he’s a chip off the old block – a credit to his dad, Herbert, as this 1992 cartoon from [tag]Tom Tomorrow[/tag] shows:
Sadly (or not) George’s “monumental self-regard” will not translate into the sort of [tag]elder-statesman[/tag]ship that, despite everything, even [tag]Bill Clinton[/tag] achieved; that, despite his sometimes ineptitude, even [tag]Jimmy Carter[/tag] has achieved; that his father has almost, but never quite, managed to achieve. Because it seems everything he has ever touched has turned to shit. His [tag]oil business[/tag], his [tag]baseball[/tag] team. The [tag]economy[/tag], [tag]Iraq[/tag], [tag]Guantanamo[/tag], [tag]Palestine[/tag], the [tag]GWOT[/tag]. Everything. [tag]George W.[/tag] will never even be invited to adjudicate a dispute over a [tag]backyard[/tag] fence because they know the fenceline will end being a [tag]bomb crater[/tag]. But perhaps there will be something – like [tag]brush-clearing[/tag] at the [tag]Crawford ranch[/tag] – to keep him safely occupied and that George is good at, or if he isn’t…it doesn’t matter.
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