President George W. Bush will not be in attendance at the Republican National Convention in St. Paul. I do not know when the last time a serving President missed a convention. Maybe never. Surely not in a long while.
The word is, that he is drunk and has been for weeks. Pictures and anecdotal reports from the recent Beijing Olympics, with wife Laura and daughter Barbara looking away in disgust, seem to bear this out. It's an Emperor's new clothes situation. The only person there with stones enough to point it out was his nemesis, the current President of Venezuela, Hugo Chavez. I guess after a couple of assassination attempts, what more can they do to you?
I'm perfectly happy to let GW stay drunk for the last 5 months of his Presidency. If he had drunk a lot more, earlier, the country would be in a lot better shape, today.
Drink up, Mr President. The White House has plenty of booze on hand and you don't have that much time left! Down in Texas, they write and sing a lot of songs about old drunks, because of the kind of men they used to be. That's never going to be the case with you. You're a better man now, dead drunk, lying in a pool of foul vomit, than on any other day of your life. Nobody wants you, needs you or cares about you. Drunk or sober. Dead or alive. Now or ever. Drink up, Mr President. What else is there?
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