I guess it's fiddle for a fire, and a banjo for fire-fights and floods.
Oh, and at least according to one source, Shrub was "specifically briefed" as to the details of the incident that almost claimed the life of Senator-elect Jim Webb's son. What an asshole.
Anyway, check out the links above, two of which take you behind the Times Select wall of shame (to Krugman and Rich), the former asking, "How do you ask a man to be the last to die for a bully’s ego?" the latter suggesting that Shrub is about to go into talk-to-the- portraits-on-the-wall, um, "phase," to use a recent favorite in the Executive Branch lexicon. Now, if I recall, Al Haig eventually sidelined Tricky Dick near the end, insisting that any executive order be confirmed via his chief-of-staff office...shit, Big Time Dick's probably been doing the same since 2001.
The third link chronicles the administration's cut-and-run policy towards rebuilding the flood protection/levee system in and around New Orleans. After reading it, you might want to also go over to First Draft, if you haven't already done so, for more analysis on this, on the decision by St. Paul Travelers (a major commercial insurer) to likewise cut-and-run...and a link to this post by Bayou St. John David that really puts things in proper perspective.
Hmmm...actually, I've been noticing Shrub's rather odd, deflated demeanor myself. I thought it was maybe jetlag--or perhaps the rumors of his taking to the bottle having some truth to them. But maybe they're pumping him full of anti-depressants from the White House pharmacopeia instead. Because if Shrub isn't totally delusional, he should be thoroughly ashamed of his totally dismal record.
And no amount of music--happy, sad, or ominous--will change that.
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