And while we're on the subject

The God roll, that is...the mass attention deficit problem in this country and the inability to tell hype from substance....

Our bi-polar country is being asked to identify with a good old country boy pResident who's just one of us, and identify him with lord at the same time. That ought to top off the schizo in us. Or, I don't know, as I look around me I have to allow that, if there is a God, he may well be a vindictive moron just like the Oaf of Office.

And speaking of ADD...

In The Price of Loyalty, Suskind relays Paul O'Neill's report of his lunch-time "interview" with the pResident-elect:

O'Neill clasped the hand of the President-elect....They stood around for a second. There was little small talk. They sat down at a table in the center of the room.

Three men in blue suits...all took their jackets off and slung them over the chairbacks. A working lunch. The President-elect asked Paul what he thought about being Treasury Secretary. Paul reached into the briefcase leaning against his chair leg and pulled out his pad.

"I have a list with reasons why I'm not right for the job." Bush and Cheney laughed, in a tentative, prospective way, in case it was a joke.

Paul smiled and started in. "All right, if I were to do this, the media will dig into everything I've said in the last twenty-five years, and that will cause some problems.

"Let me run some down for you. In 1986, I gave a speech that was reported in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution where I called for a fifty-cent-a-gallon tax on gasoline. The idea was that we need to reduce our dependency on oil and develop alternative fuel sources, and this is a way to do that while raising revenues."

The President-elect just listened. Dick Cheney nodded....

"Also, I'm deeply involved in global climate change, and that might upset some of your supporters...

"I've had some famous engagements in the media over environmental issues, like this time where I publicly challenged the head of a large environmental group..." and he ran through the story...

Bush listened, then held up his hand.

"Where's lunch?"

They'd ordered cheeseburgers, but after fifteen minutes, they had not arrived.

"Go and get me Andy Card," Bush said to one of the Secret Service agents. Card, the designee as chief of staff, entered from an adjoining room. Along with Cheney, Card was running the transition, and he had a long history, having served every Republican president since Ronald Reagan took office. He is stolid and jovial, a man of solid, loyal character.

Bush looked impatiently at Card, hard-eyed. "You're the chief of staff. You think you're up to getting us some cheeseburgers?"

Card nodded. No one laughed....

Bush's gaze was back on [O'Neill]. "All right, Paul. Keep going," he said with a tight smile.

The man doesn't read, he gets crabby if he doesn't get to bed by 10, he's been known to change moods drastically at the drop of a hat, he has such a difficult time with the English language that there are literally books written solely filled with what are termed "Bushisms" (true, I saw them at Barnes & Nobel when I got the Suskind book), and he can't pay attention.

Daniel McAdams, foreign policy scholar, writes: "We went to the celebration at Arlington Cemetery yesterday -- not knowing that the President would speak . A trip to Arlington is always the most poignant reminder of the costs of war...

"Initial impressions were disturbing: President Bush was physically unable to stand still as the Colors were being presented -- he kept bopping his head to the march music and talking and laughing to a very still and stiff Secretary of Veterans Affairs, Anthony Principi, who was doing his best to stand at attention and ignore the president's repeated attempts to strike up a conversation during that solemn procession. All of the others on the dais were utterly still and at attention as the Colors were being presented, with either a salute or a hand on heart. Only the president was acting like a kid with ADD during a Ritalin shortage...  article

Not enough?

August 5, 2002:

Sometimes business intrudes on the green, and not always smoothly. Before starting his [golf] game yesterday, Mr. Bush, his driver in his left gloved hand, took time to condemn an overnight suicide bombing of a bus in Israel that killed at least nine. "I call upon all nations to do everything they can to stop these terrorist killers," Mr. Bush said on the first green of Cape Arundel, at 6:15 a.m. "Thank you. Now watch this drive."

Without the slightest pause, Mr. Bush turned to his game and hit his first ball into the rough...."Hard this early in the morning to loosen up," he said to a group of reporters and cameras recording his every move.  article

Maru would probably add here: F*cktard.

But I'm not so crude.

Dickhead.

....but hey, be what you want....you will anyway.