On Spinning Creepiness


Bring em on + 4 years has the WaPo whoring themselves for pimp Karl Rove reflecting on Shrub's "legacy." I dunno...maybe it was a manners thing, or maybe Broder threatened to have himself a big old hissy fit, but such stellar examples of Shrubian character like "Bring em on," "Mission Accomplished," or his well-known penchant for imperious behavior are tastefully ignored. Instead, we're told--a little too insistently, if you ask me--about a man who, no really, reads a lot of big books with no "pitchers" like A Savage War of Peace. We also learn that Shrub is a religious man...funny how it's always the religious people who are so goddamned comfortable with either killing, or exploiting death (except for when death and destruction can't be exploited, like Hurrincane Katrina and the New Orleans levee failures. Then these same religious people blame the victims).

And finally, in case you were wondering just how mawkish it can really get in Shrubworld, here's George letting out his inner five-year old:

[Rep. Peter] King, the GOP congressman, introduced [Bush] backstage to a soldier injured in one eye. Bush teared up and asked the young man to take off his dark glasses so he could see the wound, King recalled. "Human instinct is when someone has a serious injury to look the other way," King said. "He actually asked him to take them off. He actually touched the eye a little. It was almost as if he felt he had to confront it."

No, Peter--its a sign that the president has the mentality of a child going to the freak show. That's his legacy. Worse still, it's a freak show of his own creation, and, thankfully, most of the country is repulsed by this, as well as the whole juvenile attitude he embodies.