Thursday, April 06, 2006
This Too Will Pass
Yeah, OK, so, according to Lewis “Scooter” Libby, your president authorized the leaking of classified material on Iraq. So he may have been behind Libby briefing a reporter about intelligence information and Joseph Wilson, the former ambassador who criticized Bush’s Iraq policy. The name of Wilson’s wife, CIA agent Valerie Plame, was also leaked, probably as deliberate retribution for his attacking the administration. So what?
Big deal. I’m sure Sean Hannity or Rush Limbaugh will have a perfectly good explanation. Why should Scott McClellan have to comment at all when millions are ready to listen and accept the opinion of conservative radio and television personalities? They’ll simply say that Libby's is the word of a man who perjured himself. Yes, professional doublespeakers will use that defense. Rush Limbaugh once wanted junkies put away too.
And before we all over-react, let’s keep in mind that things could be worse. Bush could be getting sexual favors from an intern. Luckily he has kept it in his pants, choosing instead to lie his ass off about Iraq and the leaking of information. Isn’t Bush the one who said he vowed to fire anyone found to have leaked Plames name? Oh, I guess he can’t fire himself can he? The joke is on us. Good one, Mr. President!
Tell me again, how does it go? That old saying from Tennessee? "Fool me once, shame on...shame on you. Fool me...you can't get fooled again."
Yeah, that's it! That is exactly how I feel. To think like the president is to understand that old axiom: you can't get fooled again. I have entered the strange and quirky mire of Bush's reality. I can't get my head around how obvious injustices and inexplicable mistakes can be so easily shrugged off. I can hardly chronicle this president's failures fast enough, and the more I think about it the more I end up feeling like the one normal guy caught in a Twilight Zone episode. Why fight it? It's just too much.
Yeah, OK, it’s a dark day in modern American history. Yeah, maybe this is the capstone in a long series of bungled ideas and misadventures. But, look on the bright side, Saddam Hussein is out of power. That old meanie will never be an imminent threat to American security ever again. I know I sleep better at night armed with the knowledge that he is in prison and President Bush is leaking sensitive information and misinforming the public.
You see, mine is a simple, naive belief. It is the same belief that keeps me going to church, trusting that my minister actually knows what he’s talking about. It’s the belief that no matter how bad things get they will somehow be OK because the President’s heart is in the right place. I get warm fuzzies just thinking about it now. No one who proclaims Jesus could be capable of evil, right? No mud-flappin’, hard-hattin’, flag-wavin’, fun-lovin’ president could possibly be inept or immoral, right? Ah yes, this feels better, number; I feel more sedated and accepting. He's a sincere man, a confused and foolish man, but a sincere man, and that is what counts.
So, everyone calm down, ok? We have bigger problems and they will assuredly appear on the ballots in 2006. These problems include: banning gay-marriage and upholding school-prayer. While the President certainly wont throw his hat in the ring on either volatile issue, you know by extension he’s secretly praying that those who love Jesus will come out in mass-numbers and render a blow for righteousness everywhere. Bush makes all this possible. How do you think the man stays on top? If he has to leak names and fool the public to stay there, then God speed.
This will all blow over, trust me. Katrina did, right? Poverty? A fad! No one talks about that anymore. And Iraq? That’s academic. I’ve spoken to troops who believe wholeheartedly that the hell they are going through in Iraq is for a good reason. It couldn’t possibly all be a bad dream could it? It couldn’t possibly be the overflow of a man and an administration with no judgment or no mooring to solid principles could it? That would be just too much to accept.
Posted by Faux Outrage at 2:13 PM