Surge of the Idiot-in-Chief

I promised myself that I wouldn’t click on the Tube and watch Bush attempt to justify sending more American kids to Iraq. As an American citizen I feel a duty to watch, but I can’t bring myself to punch the remote and bring up the Spider-Monkey-in-Chief. Bush is a fool who long ago burned all his credibility as a leader. He didn’t have the chops in 2000 and he sure as hell doesn’t have the chops now. He’s probably not as dense as he comes across during his speeches and press conferences, but why should anyone give him the benefit of the doubt at this point in the game? After all the lies, the hubris, and the “Mission Accomplished” grandstanding; after all the carnage and rising body counts; after all the corruption and miscalculation.

Iraq is a moral, political, military, and financial debacle. Not only has the Bush Gang butt-fucked the Iraqi people for at least a generation, they have also fucked America by pissing away billions of dollars that could have been put to use here on our own soil to provide decent medical care for American taxpayers, educational and training opportunities for our young, retirement security for our elderly, and sorely needed investment in alternative energy sources.

Instead, Bush has squandered billions of taxpayer dollars in a failed fantasy. We’ll be paying the bill for years to come.

Clinton got a blow-job from an intern and Congress impeached him. The Republicans investigated that deal to the hilt. Remember the frenzy, the horseshit about a constitutional crisis, Kenneth Starr acting like the Grand Inquisitor? They wanted to know the length of Clinton’s erect cock and the volume of his ejaculation; they wanted to know if he smoked the cigar after jamming it inside Monica.

Bush mortgages our future, condemns our young to die for a lie, lays waste to Iraq, and strolls across the White House lawn like it’s just another day at the office.

Americans should be outraged, incensed, marching in the streets in protest against the stupid, criminal acts perpetrated in our collective name.

At some level, Bush knows that Iraq is lost. His aim now is to salvage his ass for the history books. This surge bullshit is Bush’s Hail Mary pass, his last ditch effort; he’s ninety feet from the basket with one second on the clock... As it goes tonight, Bush stands shoulder-to-shoulder with the worst Presidents in our history: Polk, Harrison, Hoover, Nixon. There’s a closet-sized space next to these clowns and it’s got W’s name stamped on the door.

We can surge troops until the geese fly south but it won’t change a thing. Iraq must fight its civil war, turn the sand crimson, and hope that what emerges is a government and society that can begin to rebuild what the United States so effectively destroyed.