2009: The Final Insult

Nobody seriously expected the President to own up to everything on his way out the door.  And that certainly did not happen.  But as we have come to understand, the man never fails to amaze.

The last address — which actually was rehashed during the weekly radio address on Saturday, so call it the next-to-last address — offered nothing memorable or earth-shattering, except for one final demonstration of a lack of self-awareness, of total cognitive dissonance:

America must maintain our moral clarity. I’ve often spoken to you about good and evil, and this has made some uncomfortable. But good and evil are present in this world, and between the two of them there can be no compromise. Murdering the innocent to advance an ideology is wrong every time, everywhere. Freeing people from oppression and despair is eternally right. This nation must continue to speak out for justice and truth. We must always be willing to act in their defense — and to advance the cause of peace.

It is beyond clear.  The man, to the last, had no interest in winning hearts and minds, but sought only to preach to the faithful — a rather lonely crowd at the moment.  Really: moral clarity, in an age of euphemisms for torture and imprisonment of the unconvicted and uncharged.  Speaking of advancing the cause of peace, while in the sixth year of an unnecessary war.

That’s enough.  The Bush Adminstration has precisely 24 hours remaining.  Let us be done with it.

Open thread, y’all.  Send him off in style.

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Let’s put him, Cheney and Kissinger in a cage, naked, and see who survives. My money is on Cheney.

I’m beginning to be very afraid of what Monkeybrains will do before he’s gone. Given his past record do we think he doesn’t have one last fuck you up his sleeve? I may have to self-medicate and go to bed. I have to go to the city tomorrow. They couldn’t be planning an attack, could they? I’d cancel it and stay home but musical theatre trumps everything.

Advance the cause of peace? He sure used a lot of bullets and bombs doing it.

Only 24 hours…. it’s time for Jack Bauer.

THERE’S NO TIME!

DAMMIT!

There is no other option, RomeGirl. Give me those salad tongs. NOW!

[BEEP… BOOP… BEEP… BOOP… BEEP…]

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Irish band singing Obama songs to passengers & reporters on my hopey train to DC!

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My train has a lot of well-dressed elderly black men and women who are making me verklempt and hopey! In Baltimore, FCS’s fave city.

@nojo: Just threw on “Roots” by Sepeltura for housecleaning music. No skiing due to furnace failure. Waiting for Charlie the plumber to call back.

Murdering the innocent to advance an ideology is wrong every time, everywhere.

So, you admit you were doing wrong, then, Preznit Bunnypants? Or do you see hundreds of thousands of dead Iraqis in some different, Bizarro world light?

@Dodgerblue: Charlie used to be a Mexican rocker back in the day. He came over to work on the kitchen sink one day and stayed for carrot cake and played a few tunes en espanol and some 50s rock for us. If he can’t come today I can wait a day. I’ll build a fire when the temp inside hits 60.

@IanJ: Word.

@redmanlaw: If you have no luck with Charlie I’ll send George. Don’t know how it is where you are but it’s easier (and cheaper) to book time with a brain surgeon than a plumber round about here.

@Benedick: In the summer? No way. They work three days a week. “I’m sorry. He’s up at the lake. He’ll be back on Monday.” Unusual for Charlie to take so long to call back. Even on Christmas he’ll at least call to say he’ll be there the next day.

Hey y’all – I’m in Hope Central. Off for drinks and then will go check out the Native American cleansing/saging ceremony at Dupont Circle to purify DC.

I was getting all verklempt on the train, I tell you. Made friends with a guy from the Irish band. He was asking me where the best Irish bars are in DC.

Funniest thing related by a friend’s boyfriend (he’s very nice Jewish lawyer from SF): “I just keep wanting to hug all the old black ladies I see and tell them Congratulations but I know I shouldn’t hug strangers.” SFL’s friend: “Please don’t hug the old black ladies, honey.”

@SanFranLefty: I hope they brought a truckload of sage. That’s quite a job they’re undertaking.

@Mistress Cynica: They might want to add some garlic and deglaze the pan with chardonnay.

@IanJ: They’re not dead, they’re liberated from oppression.

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