True to form, George w. Bush - aka Incurious George, Shrub, Bushie, etc., etc. - said farewell to a supposedly grateful nation tonight in a blur of hollow self-congratulation and lame excuse.
Oh sure, he'd had his "setbacks" but what great president before him hadn't? Bill Clinton had that blue dress. Nixon had those damned tapes. Setbacks - the inevitable plague of presidencies everywhere.
But, loathe him or hate him, he reminded us that we all had to appreciate him for making the tough decisions. He was, after all, The Decider!
Overall, it was a farewell address entirely befitting the man who never let reality get in his way and, in the process, likely distinguished himself as the very worst president in his nation's history.
The only thing missing was the moment of departure. It would have been so much better if only they'd marched Bush off to the strains of Sinatra singing "I did it my way."
Oh sure, he'd had his "setbacks" but what great president before him hadn't? Bill Clinton had that blue dress. Nixon had those damned tapes. Setbacks - the inevitable plague of presidencies everywhere.
But, loathe him or hate him, he reminded us that we all had to appreciate him for making the tough decisions. He was, after all, The Decider!
Overall, it was a farewell address entirely befitting the man who never let reality get in his way and, in the process, likely distinguished himself as the very worst president in his nation's history.
The only thing missing was the moment of departure. It would have been so much better if only they'd marched Bush off to the strains of Sinatra singing "I did it my way."
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