In the midst of the awful events in the Middle East, the growing economic cluster-fuck, and the total annihilation of Earth's environment, we do have to maintain a sense of humor.
Papa Dub George H. W. Bush, 41st President of the United States and now 84 years old, is setting an example:
"I'd like to see him run. I'd like to see him be president some day," said Papa Dub of his son Jeb.We the People have some bad news for you, Papa Dub: Baby Dub pretty much shot the whole Bush family wad for the next thousand years — assuming there are still any humans 1,000 years from now, after WALT — the War on All Living Things.
I figure it'll be at least 200 years before anybody with the name Bush can even get elected dog catcher (though in New York State, they could probably get elected to the state legislature or governor).
Papa Dub also had some choice words regarding Baby Dub:
"The fact that everything that's a problem in this country should be put on his shoulders, that's not fair.
"He ran a clean operation, having kept this country strong and free after unprecedented in history attack, 9/11, and he'll have a lot to be proud of . . . . He'll come home with his head high."
And his tail between his legs.
And then he'll get his orange outfit for his life term in a super max prison for crimes against humanity.
And I for one do not blame Baby Dub for everything that's wrong in this country. The laundry in my building just plain sucks . . . nothing to do with Baby Dub. (But I know if Al Gore had been prez, we'd have some kind of newfangled, Gore-invented, laundry-washing-and-folding robot by now, dammit.)