Sunday, May 09, 2004

George D'Arc

'I feel like God wants me to run for President. I can't explain it, but I sense my country is going to need me. Something is going to happen... I know it won't be easy on me or my family, but God wants me to do it.'
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Joe Klein editorial: The Perils of a Righteous President - Faith without doubt leads to moral arrogance

We are humble before the Lord, Bush insists. We cannot possibly know His will. And yet, we "know" He's on the side of justice—and we define what justice is. Indeed, we can toss around words like justice and evil with impunity, send off mighty armies to "serve the cause of justice" in other lands and be so sure of our righteousness that the merest act of penitence—an apology for an atrocity—becomes a presidential crisis.

...[D]emocracy doesn't easily lend itself to evangelism; it requires more than faith. It requires a solid, educated middle class and a sophisticated understanding of law, transparency and minority rights. It certainly can't be imposed by outsiders, not in a fractious region where outsiders are considered infidels. This is not rocket science.


And since this is Mothers Day, let's not forget the mother of them all......Ma Bush.



...Like the President describing his love of "comfort food" - homemade chicken noodle soup and sandwiches on freshly baked bread. When Mrs O'Neill politely asked what comfort food his mother, Barbara Bush, cooked, George Bush replied bluntly: "You got to be kiddin'. My mother never cooked. The woman had frostbite on her fingers. Everything [was] right out of the freezer." source

From Babs' own lips:

- I may be the only mother in America who knows exactly what their (sic) child is up to all the time.
- Only the actions of the just smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
- Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is. source
- But why should we hear about body bags and deaths and how many, what day it's going to happen, and how many this or what do you suppose? Oh, I mean, it's, not relevant. So why should I waste my beautiful mind on something like that? source

...hey, Babs, do what you want....you will anyway.

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