Yesterday, as I was driving along, listening to NPR (which will remain with us, thank God!), I came across a snippet from Bush’s pow-wow with the new Iraqi prime minister. Well, kids, I didn’t think it possible, but the mo-ron has topped himself again.
Bush flatly refuses to set a date for withdrawal from Iraq in his usual, ever-so-autocratic manner. I suppose he’s allowed this whole “commander-in-chief” thing go to his head. The aspect of his diatribe that was particulary offensive to intelligence was his statement that setting a deadline would be tantamount to giving up the shop. Weeell, Georgie Boy… IT AIN’T YOUR FREAKIN’ SHOP!!!
So he comes out with, “To set a dealine is like telling the enemy, ‘Just wait us out”" (I paraphrase, since no news agency can provide me with a direct quote). Are we to stay there forever, then? Ooooh, I see… yeah, we’ll just stay there till the “mission’s accomplished”. Riiiight.
Where did I hear those words before?
It’s been said that it’s possible to impeach a ham sandwich. Why not a load of bull, then?
Archive for June, 2005
At this point, I cannot help but wonder what it takes for people in this country to get truly indignant - or better yet, angry.
I’m referring to the recent stirs in Washington that have, at least in my eyes, unvieled the callous ambition of the Republicans. It seems as if Karl Rove and the gang are hunting Big Bird with an elephant gun, mix-aphorically speaking.
I’d like to thank my brothers-in-arms who turned out to let Congress know that we desire to keep the “public” in public television. Whadda ya know? they actually listened to us! Not to be carpingly academic, but the fact that this sort of vote ever saw the light of day is disgusting. God forbid that we are provided (by our own means, mind you!) an alternative to the bread-and-circus broadcasting of the corporate media. So what does the GOP try to pull? A silencing of what is often a voice of dissent. Well… AIN”T HAPPENIN”, YOU FAT NAZIS!!! The people have spoken!
And while I’m on the topic of fat Nazis…
I don’t care if Congressional Dems are calling for Karl Rove’s resignation. No, I”M calling for it. YOU should call for it. Call me a voice in the wilderness.
To begin with, I can guarantee you that he wasn’t scrambling desperately to find out whether or not one of his best friends was buried in rubble or falling from a collapsing floor. How dare he co-opt a New Yorker’s pain!
I’m stewing - more later…
