Friday, August 12, 2005

C'mon Maureen, Oh I Swear (what he means) you mean Tea & Sympathy

Maureen Dowd is back on her beat and we are as thankful as the pearls that circle her swan-like neck, the very neck that I'm quite certain the "Bushies" would like to ring:
It's amazing that the White House does not have the elementary shrewdness to have Mr. Bush simply walk down the driveway and hear the woman out, or invite her in for a cup of tea. But W., who has spent nearly 20 percent of his presidency at his ranch, is burrowed into his five-week vacation and two-hour daily workouts. He may be in great shape, but Iraq sure isn't.

Walking down the driveway would be too damn easy for the President. He could stop this in minutes, but instead he just readjusts his balls and proudly (read: cockily, if that's a word...She sells sea shells cockily?)responds with: "I sympathize, but we can't pull out" said like one dog humping another. So, why is it you can't tell that to Ms. Sheehan's face? Sit down with her, have some tea as Ms. Dowd would say, show a little sympathy and continue doing whatever it is you feel like doing, by now, we American's know you could give a rip about what we think and gosh W, we expect nothing less.

Update: Cindy has posted over at the Huffington Post.
November 2, 2004 was not George Bush's accountability moment: today is. We are finished allowing him to get away with deceiving the American public and abusing his power.

We are mad as hell and we're not taking it anymore