El Decidador
Like a pouting child--or a third world jefe ultima--"the decider" will puff his chest and thrust out his jaw tonight...while insisting he can still unshit the Iraqi bed.
Pathetic.
I've said this before, and I'll say it again...and again: if Shrub can't fix his mother-of-all-incompetent-fuck-ups RIGHT HERE IN AMERICA, that is, the flood of New Orleans and Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, then how in hell can anyone think he'll somehow pull a rabbit out of his hat, as opposed to merely sticking his fat little fist into giant, steaming pile, in Mesopotamia?
To think that's even possible is going beyond delusional to full blown schitzophrenic hallucination.
Indeed, the Rude Pundit notes today that the extra troops for Surge 2007® will be pulled from National Guard and Reserve Units...just like in 2005, when large numbers of Louisiana Guardsmen and Reserves were over there instead of here.
Shrubjefe the decider, who feels he owes nothing to the people of this nation, has opted for perhaps the dumbest twin bets a gambler can make: dumping more lives and money on the losing side of Operation Stupidest Tactical and Strategic Blunder Ever, while simultaneously gutting the emergency response infrastructure here in the US.
And all because he can't bear to admit he's failed.
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