Friday, March 14th, 2008, 12:32 pm
I didn’t start reading Army of Dude until six months or so ago. It’s a blog written by a soldier named Alex who served in Iraq, and I ask that you read his last two posts. The most recent is about the day he arrived back in the States–read the post, and then read what his father wrote in the comments. The previous post honors a friend of his who was killed in action exactly one year before. There’s even poker in that post, believe it or not. It’s all too easy to forget that there are hundreds of thousands of Americans living in harm’s way, and hundreds of thousands more back home worrying about them. Read those two posts and remind yourself.
At some point I’m gonna go back and re-read Alex’s entire blog, the writing is just too damn good not too. You read this stuff, what he and his comrades endure, and it makes you proud to be an American. And then you see something like this:
That’s President Bush at the Gridiron Club dinner. What’s that, you ask? Here’s how the Times describes it:
The Gridiron, for those unschooled in the ways of Washington, is the city’s oldest journalistic organization, and is best known for its annual invitation-only dinner, which brings together the government and media elite.
If you don’t want to watch this video here’s what Bush sang:
I spend my days clearing brush
I clear my head of all the fuss
Oh, like the fuss you made over Harriet and Brownie
Down the lane, I look out
Here comes Scooter
Finally free of the prosecutor
It’s good to touch the brown, brown grass of home.
I awake and look around me
At the oval walls that surround me
And I realize I was only dreaming
There’s Condi and Dick, my old compadre
Talking to me about some oil-rich Saudi
But soon, I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home
Yes you’re all gonna miss me
The way you used to quiz me
But soon I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home
[inaudible] Dick Cheney strolling with documents he’s been withholding
It’s good to touch the brown, brown grass of home
Yes you’re all gonna miss me
The way you used to diss me
But soon I’ll touch the brown, brown grass of home.
So what we have here is a video fo President Bush joking about his Administration’s catastrophic incompetence during Hurricane Katrina, about how he pardoned a member of his Vice-President’s staff who was convicted of perjury, and about the Vice-President withholding documents. And while he’s singing, these members of our "media elite" are LAUGHING.
Oh, sure, maybe it’s true that President Bush: lied about a connection between Iraq and al Qaeda; led us into a totally unncessary war that’s left over 4,000 of our soldiers dead and tens of thousands more wounded; wasted trillions of dollars that might’ve been better spent on, oh, anything; flauts whatever laws he doesn’t feel like obeying; has tortured people held without trial or counsel; and, frankly, a dozen other major outrages I could list but I’m too mad now to remember.
I cannot imagine the mindset of a man who led us into the catastrophe in Iraq…and not only shows his face in public, not only goes in front of a group of journalists, but tells JOKES in front of them. And these disgusting sycophants actually LAUGH at those jokes. It’s disgraceful, and I’d say that everyone in that room should be ashamed of themselves, but I don’t think the concept of "shame" is one familiar to those who dwell in that world.
Because I’m ashamed, God knows. Ashamed that this idiocy has gone on for so long. That the word "impeachment" is nowhere to be found in our public discourse. What the hell happened to us?
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