During his most recent State of the Union Address, President George W. Bush skied blissfully onto a very slippery slope when he huffed and puffed and snapped at his own kind—The Fossil Fuel Fiefdom.
Yes, as hard as it was to believe, W. spoke, for the first time in “subtext,” as he cowboy-chastised the Earls of Oil. He beamed with pride as he waited for the applause to die down. Then, standing tall in the saddle of the podium he abandoned any literary pretext or subtext and, in a compassion conservative Fred Rogers’ tone, he calmly pointed a friendly finger at America’s average citizens and told them they were a bunch of greedy, gas-guzzling grubs....
In my mind, what happened that night was a critical moment in American history. ... On that night, as W. peered out with his smirky gunslinger smile, I realized that he, Mr. Bush…W…was…yes…our first black president! I was so shaken that I could barely eat another cheese puff.
»ἕως θανάτου ἀγώνισαι περὶ τñς ἀληθείας, καὶ Κύριος ὁ θεὸς πολεμήσει ὑπὲρ σοu.« • »Pro iustitia agonizare pro anima tua, et usque ad mortem certa pro iustitia: et Deus expugnabit pro te inimicos tuos.« (Sir. 4:28/33)
Saturday, February 25, 2006
America's first black president
As spotted by none other than the Bi-Polar Vox Express
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