From the Associated Press:
An AP-Ipsos poll taken early this week showed public support of Bush's handling of the war had dropped to 38 percent, the lowest so far.
Friday, August 05, 2005
If Chimpie Were a Stock
Sell! Sell!
From the Associated Press:
From the Associated Press:
The First Thread Unravels
Sometimes my wife knits an entire sweater that she then decides she doesn't like, and then she'll ask me to unravel it for her, which is something I find fascinating to do. Considering all the hours she can spend carefully knitting and purling and counting and measuring, and admiring the exquisite work she puts into these constructions, it amazes me how the whole garment disappears back into a simple straight skein of yarn in just a few minutes.
Yesterday, Bob Novak, or "Douchebag of Liberty" as Jon Stewart of The Daily Show likes to call him, declared "This is bullshit. I hate that," before walking off the set at CNN. This was on live TV. Although it might have seemed that Novak was just peeved at fellow commentator James Carville's jabs at him wanting to appear tough for his right-wing masters, the host of the show, Ed Henry noted that he didn't get a chance to ask him about the Rove/Plame affair, and in that light perhaps what we witnessed was the first yank of yarn starting to unravel the vast fabric of lies that the Chimpie administration has constructed in order to pursue its selfish, malevolent, and seriously dangerous programs of war and greed.
One can only speculate as to Novak's real reasons for running away at CNN, but I'll still take the liberty, in honor of this Douchebag of same to consider that Novak may have reached his breaking point.
You see, the Chimpie criminal gang are now down in Crawford for the month and while no one suspects that monkey-boy will be doing any serious work for the nation, he is sweating bullets and staying up as late as 10:15pm trying to figure a way out of the mess that is going to drop on his head when Patrick Fitzgerald starts handing out indictments. Novak runs off the set, Chimpie runs to the ranch, Cheney is underground, and Karl Rove who one month ago set about claiming that liberals wanted to give massages to terrorist, has suddenly clammed up. And watching Bush on TV yesterday trying to put two words together for reporters ("We're workin' hard."--what a fucking orator that guy is) I couldn't help but sense that this was a man scared shitless for once, realizing that he had fucked up on such a monumental scale that neither his daddy, James Baker, or any of the other family goombas were going to either bail him out or take the heat for him.
The first loop comes undone, and then the next, and soon a sleeve is gone, and what once warmed an arm is now just a simple coil of yarn, as simple to see as a monstrous lie about weapons of mass destruction and anthrax and aluminum tubes.
Chimpie is indeed going to surpass the old man: he's going to actually become the most loathed and criminally liable president in the history of our republic, and his cronies are going to be getting a lot of love, federal-prison style, at the greybar hotels of Uncle Sam. And it's getting to him.
Just like it's gotten to Novak. And I think that Carville knows enough, being married to Cheney aide Mary Matalin, that there is some evil and indictable shit there in Fitzgerald's files that is going to throw this nation into a frenzy, and names like Novak, Rove, Libby, Cheney, Feith, Gonzalez, Fleischer, and McClellan are going to be infamously immortalized in American history as the gang that made Watergate a bush league caper compared to the international criminality of their own enterprise. That's why Carville was ribbing Novak--he knows that another tap just might push him over the edge, and it did. And George W. Bush, who is also teetering over an abyss of ignominity, will become a most villainous dope before assuming a historical posture as the comic idiot who tried to swindle a nation by diving head first into his own delusions of greatness rather than seeking medical help for the serious mental illness he has suffered from all his life.
Once that garment of treachery is unraveled, it will be easy to trace the single thread of lies and deception and secrecy from the election of 2000 until the day that Chimpie is removed from office, although the stench from his presidency will linger for decades. The garment of criminality will all be of a single piece, one long litany of contempt for the U.S. Constitution, human decency, and the tolerance of a decent if rather willfully ignorant people. Those who will cling to Chimpie until the bitter end are as sick as he is, and in a way it's sad, because they will still be claiming to see him wearing that sweater of lies, just like the emperor's new clothes, when all the rest of us know that it's simply a skein of yarn now piled at our feet.
Yesterday, Bob Novak, or "Douchebag of Liberty" as Jon Stewart of The Daily Show likes to call him, declared "This is bullshit. I hate that," before walking off the set at CNN. This was on live TV. Although it might have seemed that Novak was just peeved at fellow commentator James Carville's jabs at him wanting to appear tough for his right-wing masters, the host of the show, Ed Henry noted that he didn't get a chance to ask him about the Rove/Plame affair, and in that light perhaps what we witnessed was the first yank of yarn starting to unravel the vast fabric of lies that the Chimpie administration has constructed in order to pursue its selfish, malevolent, and seriously dangerous programs of war and greed.
One can only speculate as to Novak's real reasons for running away at CNN, but I'll still take the liberty, in honor of this Douchebag of same to consider that Novak may have reached his breaking point.
You see, the Chimpie criminal gang are now down in Crawford for the month and while no one suspects that monkey-boy will be doing any serious work for the nation, he is sweating bullets and staying up as late as 10:15pm trying to figure a way out of the mess that is going to drop on his head when Patrick Fitzgerald starts handing out indictments. Novak runs off the set, Chimpie runs to the ranch, Cheney is underground, and Karl Rove who one month ago set about claiming that liberals wanted to give massages to terrorist, has suddenly clammed up. And watching Bush on TV yesterday trying to put two words together for reporters ("We're workin' hard."--what a fucking orator that guy is) I couldn't help but sense that this was a man scared shitless for once, realizing that he had fucked up on such a monumental scale that neither his daddy, James Baker, or any of the other family goombas were going to either bail him out or take the heat for him.
The first loop comes undone, and then the next, and soon a sleeve is gone, and what once warmed an arm is now just a simple coil of yarn, as simple to see as a monstrous lie about weapons of mass destruction and anthrax and aluminum tubes.
Chimpie is indeed going to surpass the old man: he's going to actually become the most loathed and criminally liable president in the history of our republic, and his cronies are going to be getting a lot of love, federal-prison style, at the greybar hotels of Uncle Sam. And it's getting to him.
Just like it's gotten to Novak. And I think that Carville knows enough, being married to Cheney aide Mary Matalin, that there is some evil and indictable shit there in Fitzgerald's files that is going to throw this nation into a frenzy, and names like Novak, Rove, Libby, Cheney, Feith, Gonzalez, Fleischer, and McClellan are going to be infamously immortalized in American history as the gang that made Watergate a bush league caper compared to the international criminality of their own enterprise. That's why Carville was ribbing Novak--he knows that another tap just might push him over the edge, and it did. And George W. Bush, who is also teetering over an abyss of ignominity, will become a most villainous dope before assuming a historical posture as the comic idiot who tried to swindle a nation by diving head first into his own delusions of greatness rather than seeking medical help for the serious mental illness he has suffered from all his life.
Once that garment of treachery is unraveled, it will be easy to trace the single thread of lies and deception and secrecy from the election of 2000 until the day that Chimpie is removed from office, although the stench from his presidency will linger for decades. The garment of criminality will all be of a single piece, one long litany of contempt for the U.S. Constitution, human decency, and the tolerance of a decent if rather willfully ignorant people. Those who will cling to Chimpie until the bitter end are as sick as he is, and in a way it's sad, because they will still be claiming to see him wearing that sweater of lies, just like the emperor's new clothes, when all the rest of us know that it's simply a skein of yarn now piled at our feet.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Our Fearless Leader...
...goes back on vacation. Forty-ninth trip to the "ranch" by the chimp who is afraid of horses. Oh, sure, it's a "working" vacation. Given his record of short hours when he's "working" in the White House, I guess that'll mean taking a phone call from Karl Rove confirming the pardon he'll get once the indictments are handed down.
Meanwhile, as the chickshit chickenhawk prez chills in Crawford, fourteen Marines were killed, taking the number of American military deaths in Iraq to over 1800. No WMD. No mushroom cloud. No threat. The weakest nation in the Middle East. Osama bin Laden still loose. The Taliban resurgent in Afghanistan. Chimpie must be so proud.
That's right--he is proud. He's going to break Ronald Reagan's record for vacation days this month. Isn't it interesting how those of the rightwingnuttery orientation are the ones always blabbing about "hard work," like Bush reiterated over and over during his campaign last year?
Chimpie: monument to sloth. What a fucking role model of leadership. I don't suppose he could spare a day or two to attend a military funeral or comfort the families of those who have made the supreme sacrifice for his stupidity. No, that's not Chimpie's style. Never admit an error, never say you're sorry, never change course, even as you destroy your own nation.
Good work, monkey-boy. Maybe it's better you do stay in Crawford and keep your mitts off the controls of state. I don't know how much more of your "hard work" we can stand.
Meanwhile, as the chickshit chickenhawk prez chills in Crawford, fourteen Marines were killed, taking the number of American military deaths in Iraq to over 1800. No WMD. No mushroom cloud. No threat. The weakest nation in the Middle East. Osama bin Laden still loose. The Taliban resurgent in Afghanistan. Chimpie must be so proud.
That's right--he is proud. He's going to break Ronald Reagan's record for vacation days this month. Isn't it interesting how those of the rightwingnuttery orientation are the ones always blabbing about "hard work," like Bush reiterated over and over during his campaign last year?
Chimpie: monument to sloth. What a fucking role model of leadership. I don't suppose he could spare a day or two to attend a military funeral or comfort the families of those who have made the supreme sacrifice for his stupidity. No, that's not Chimpie's style. Never admit an error, never say you're sorry, never change course, even as you destroy your own nation.
Good work, monkey-boy. Maybe it's better you do stay in Crawford and keep your mitts off the controls of state. I don't know how much more of your "hard work" we can stand.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Bolton Is Bush's Middle Finger to the World
So Chimpie did what he is legal entitled to do and after stonewalling the Senate on requests for information on John Bolton, the screeching ape of American diplomacy was appointed as ambassador to the United Nations. As a classic stonewaller in his own right, Bolton is considered by the Chimpster to be his perfect expression of contempt for the UN. Here's an example of Bolton's diplomatic finesse.
Then there's the little detail of Bolton's possible involvement in the Rove/Plame Treasongate matter. Bolton was a prime force in pushing the Niger uranium story, and an action like that taken by Joseph Wilson must have had Bolton shitting on his desk and throwing the feces against the office walls. Once described by a former colleage as a "quintessential kiss-up, kick-down sort of guy," he can be trusted to destroy anyone who threatens the Chimpie imperial throne while simultaneously sucking the asses of Rice, Cheney, Rove and the monkey-boy himself just the way they like it done, and he'll discreetly wipe his mouth when he's finished, lest he stain his pushbroom 'stasche from it's nicely bleached semen color.
The reasons to be proud to be an American just keep on coming.
Mr. Bolton proceeded to chase me through the halls of a Russian hotel -- throwing things at me, shoving threatening letters under my door and, generally, behaving like a madman. For nearly two weeks, while I awaited fresh direction from my company and from US AID, John Bolton hounded me in such an appalling way that I eventually retreated to my hotel room and stayed there. Mr. Bolton, of course, then routinely visited me there to pound on the door and shout threats.But what the hell--that's water under the bridge, right? As venal, pathologically cruel, and fratboyishly prankish as Chimpie is, there may be method to his madness in picking Bolton and placing him under the control of proven liar and incompetent Condoleeza Rice, now Secretary of State. Rice, who will do anything to keep Chimpie in power, has a perfect hitman in Bolton, who, I have a feeling, may be the first member of the UN to kill another member on the floor of the General Assembly.
When US AID asked me to return to Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan in advance of assuming leadership of a project in Kazakstan, I returned to my project to find that John Bolton had proceeded me by two days. Why? To meet with every other AID team leader as well as US foreign-service officials in Bishkek, claiming that I was under investigation for misuse of funds and likely was facing jail time. As US AID can confirm, nothing was further from the truth.
Then there's the little detail of Bolton's possible involvement in the Rove/Plame Treasongate matter. Bolton was a prime force in pushing the Niger uranium story, and an action like that taken by Joseph Wilson must have had Bolton shitting on his desk and throwing the feces against the office walls. Once described by a former colleage as a "quintessential kiss-up, kick-down sort of guy," he can be trusted to destroy anyone who threatens the Chimpie imperial throne while simultaneously sucking the asses of Rice, Cheney, Rove and the monkey-boy himself just the way they like it done, and he'll discreetly wipe his mouth when he's finished, lest he stain his pushbroom 'stasche from it's nicely bleached semen color.
The reasons to be proud to be an American just keep on coming.
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