"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please." (Mark Twain)

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

A Family of Heroes 

I presume that you're familiar with Cindy Sheehan, mother of Army Spc. Casey Sheehan (KIA 4/4/04) and founder of Gold Star Families for Peace. I presume further that you are familiar with her heroic vigil on a dusty road leading to the Boy King's primary residence (I understand he occasionally visits the White House, as well), and the reprehensible efforts of the usual wrong-wing knuckle-draggers (Drudge, Malkin, etc. ad nauseum) to vilify her.

I presume you know about all that, but if you don't, then take a moment to catch up.

Perhaps the most amazing thing about this story is how poorly President Rove and his faithful sidekick, the Half-Wit Chimp, are handling it. Maureen Dowd makes the point (NYT link here, with the essential details available at War and Piece for those - like me - who resist the Times registration wall):
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.

The Rude Pundit is also perplexed, in his own rude way:
Public relations-wise, this is an easy one, isn't it? If you're the President, you meet with Sheehan. You invite her in. You give her some lemonade. You listen. You say you're sorry. And then you let her go back out. PR problem over, no? Fuck, while she's talkin', you can have monkeys dancin' in your head. But doesn't this seem like a no-brainer?

Unless, of course, you don't give a shit. Unless, of course, you think of yourself as unquestionably right and, frankly, you couldn't give a happy monkey fuck what the opposition says. And, of course, Bush doesn't.

Exactly. What has happened here is that the Empty Flight Suit has in his infinite arrogance and stupidity picked an unnecessary fight, and then stood by impotently as it spiraled out of control until, finally, there is no way left to win. I just wish I could think of a metaphor for that.

Wait a minute, here's one:




"Empty Flight Suit" has got to be one of the best, most original, and accurate tags attached to aWol to date. May I use it? Will give credit, of course. I just love the way you say the things you say. :)
Of course you may use "Empty Flight Suit," but only if you use my other favorite epithet, "Shrub hugger," to describe the Bushinistas.
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