Watching a Bush Press Conference is Like...

...looking for something in the junk room from hell.

You're not going to find whatever it is, or even stumble across anything remotely interesting, but you ARE likely to be disgusted, and in need of a shower once you abandon the search.

Raving lunatics at a bus stop are capable of more logical trains of thought. And Shrubusto's innate sense of imperial privilege--along with his serial lying (next time, watch how he shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head whenever he lurches away from basic facts)--come through clear as a bell.

And yer media? Here's their latest "hard-hitting, adversarial analysis." Makes tripe look like filet mignon.