Today, Bush gave his last press conference. It wasn't much different from his other press conferences, he supplied little of substance and made a lot of funny faces. He is scheduled to give a farewell to the nation, but for all intents and purposes this was his last chance to surprise us all and say something meaningful. He didn't, but he succeeded in remembering all the reporters' names.
Bush is like Terry Malloy, Marlon Brando's character in On the Waterfront, a dim but lovable accomplice to a group of thugs whose designs he doesn't completely understand. However, in this case the thugs needed him to be the front man, the most charming voice one could assign to the ugliest administration this country has ever seen. As this press conference indicates, Bush still thinks all the world's problems can be ascribed to a pack of evildoers. All we have to do is smoke 'em out, and everything will be OK. Like Malloy, Bush's charming mannerisms almost make us forget that he was the enabler of unmatched carnage. But unlike Malloy, Bush is still a contenda... for worst president ever.
So we're loosing a W, and I'm pretty happy. For My associate and I, we're also gaining Radio stations that start with W, and White Castle hamburgers. Schweet!
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