Well, I would have written sooner but I couldn’t stop laughing long enough to type more than a sentence or two. Oh my goodness but did any of you see the incident with the Iraqi journalist, Muntathar al Zaidi, throwing his shoes at Georgie Boy? I gotta believe there are millions of us who have wanted to do that very same thing. It’s too bad Zaidi didn’t hit his intended target because he just might have knocked some sense into that thick Bush skull. Not to mention the lucrative Nike contract that surely would have followed.
Eventually I did stop laughing, however, because after the initial reaction wore off, I started paying attention to the gravity of the situation. In truth, it is not funny at all. Offering someone the “sole of your shoe” is considered a grave insult in the Arab world.
But even more sobering is what Zaidi said as he threw the shoes: “This is a farewell kiss, you dog. This is from the widows, the orphans and those who were killed in Iraq.” And after he was knocked to the ground he continued saying, “Killer of Iraqis, killer of children.”
OK. I am not thinking it is all that funny anymore. How about you?
But the way Bush reacted is probably the best example of why our 43rd President should be run out of town on a rail. After the shoe incident, Bush tried to laugh it all off by saying, “It didn’t bother me, and if you want the facts it was a size 10 shoe he threw at me.”
Well it should bother him, at least a little bit. He is indeed responsible for thousands of widows and orphans. His orders to war did indeed result in the deaths of children. Now look. I understand that war is hell and unintended casualties are going to happen no matter how hard we try to avoid them. But this isn’t the first time Bush has displayed an apparent “carefree” attitude towards his presidency.
Three months after the World Trade Center went down, Bush was quoted as saying, “It’s been a fabulous year for Laura and me.” And in a more recent interview last month, he summed up his entire presidency as “a fabulous experience”.
Fabulous? Really? Not so much for the rest of us.
Maybe it’s just me, but when you are President during war time, you probably shouldn’t act like you are enjoying it quite so much. Maybe more time pondering the consequences of your actions and less time feeling fabulous…
Folks, let me apologize in advance because I feel a big rant coming on. I can’t contain myself any longer. This moron of a soon to be past-President is a disgrace and a stain on the reputation of the United States of America. No that’s not good enough yet. I’m feeling like one of those Dixie Chicks and I think I need to say some more. George Bush is an asshole and a real son of a bitch. And yes, I did meet Barbara Bush once and I am not taking that statement back.
I am making a request of future generations: The next time a village loses its idiot, please don’t elect him or her President. Thank you.
There, I feel a better… but only slightly.
My apologies to all you good people out there who stopped by to read what I have to say. You probably deserved better than that last little rant. But I am glad you stopped by and I do hope you will again. I mean it. Really.