Tuesday, August 22, 2006

sigh.


Anyone watch Spike Lee's Katrina epic last night on HBO? The second part airs tonight, and I recommend it highly. There's not a lot that's news, but he succeeds in refreshing the human face of the tragedy. He also succeeded in renewing my sense of outrage at the brutal nonchalance of the spoiled infant currently occupying the office of President of the United States.

Via Holden at First Draft, confirmation of something you probably already intutively knew.
    Animal House in the West Wing

    He loves to cuss, gets a jolly when a mountain biker wipes out trying to keep up with him, and now we're learning that the first frat boy loves flatulence jokes. A top insider let that slip when explaining why President Bush is paranoid around women, always worried about his behavior. But he's still a funny, earthy guy who, for example, can't get enough of fart jokes. He's also known to cut a few for laughs, especially when greeting new young aides, but forget about getting people to gas about that.
Probably don't need to remind you of this.
    Four years ago, when I traveled your state asking for the vote, I pledged to restore honor and dignity to the office to which I had been elected. With your help, I will do so for four more years.
Every day he remains in office is a day of humiliation for our country.

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