December 5, 2005
Bush's Jim Jones Kool-Aid Drinker Groupies and the Tale of a Funeral Service
A BUZZFLASH NEWS ANALYSIS
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We still can't quite fathom how 36% of Americans still support a man that came up with a so-called "Victory in Iraq" plan, written by an academic pollster, 2 1/2 years after starting the war his administration said would be over in days. And how about that mission accomplished stuff when he landed on the aircraft carrier and stuffed socks in his groin?
We do worry about those 36% who STILL support the "dauphin prince" who saves his butt while he destroys democracy and makes us less safe at home, as even 9/11 commissioners (who did pretty much of a whitewash job) confirmed this weekend that America is more at risk now for terrorism.
Bush is a Barbie Doll (okay, maybe Ken) president. He's whatever fantasy his fundamentalist base wants to project upon him. But we don't function in a fantasy world, except for the boy in the bubble occupying OUR White House -- and his Stepford followers.
It's damn scary, ain't it?
Thinking about Baby Doc Bush reminds us of a joke a reader sent us this weekend.
A minister was conducting a funeral and was beside himself because -- after interviewing friends and relatives -- he couldn't discover a single nice thing to say about the deceased. So, he read some biblical verses and then, in frustration, appealed to the few mourners to stand up and recall anything nice they could remember about the dead man.
For quite a long time, there was silence. Then the minister exhorted the few mourners one last time. "Isn't there one person who can stand up and say something positive about the man who we are about to bury today?"
Finally, one older gentleman wobbly rose, using his cane for support.
"Well, preacher," he said in a surprisingly firm voice, "I knew his brother, and THAT son of a bitch was a lot worse. That's for sure."
And the minister, figuring that was the best he was going to get, concluded the funeral service with, "Thank you for those kind memories and thoughts."
That about says it all, doesn't it?
A BUZZFLASH NEWS ANALYSIS