Thursday, January 26, 2006
Gosh, I’m exhausted.
President Bush, our daily presidential tele-visitor and just seconds ago from my time-shifted perspective, wore me out with an hour-long CNN-covered cornucopia of outright fibs, sneaky side steps, sly shuffles, flimsy excuses, purposeful misstatements and his increasingly nettlesome, note-supported Customer Service bonhomie.
Mr. Bush, with an assortment of barks, clicks and grimaces, continued the far right’s Orwellian attempted rebranding “of the Democrat party” from “the Democratic party”, in one moment, while, in another, perhaps discovering that the Abramoff tar is actually sticking to his once-shiny Teflon persona:
1st QUESTION: What do you fear or your staff fear about releasing the photograph of Jack Abramoff with you, Mr. President? You say you don't fear anything; tell us why you won't release this…
2nd QUESTION: You talked about Jack Abramoff in the context of pictures…He also had some meetings with some of your staff…why are you letting the critics, perhaps, attack you and paint you with, maybe, a guilt by association? Why not just throw open your books and say, "Look, here's a meeting that we had..."
3rd QUESTION: But, sir, do you want to tell the American people, "Look, as I promised, this White House isn't for sale and I'm not for sale"?
4th QUESTION: May I ask you again, why won't you release the photos of yourself and Jack Abramoff?
The President’s non-answers are, of course, irrelevant.
If, as I imagine, this bitter man’s daily motivation is the ego-boosted hope, from raised beseeching hands and the coruscating photo journalism, to erase the past and to appear to dominate at all costs, his stubborn, imbecilic disengagement looms as this maniac’s most assured historic doom.
Image: AP, EpochTimes.com, 911DigitalArchive.org