Please excuse this post. I did not see the Tim Russert interview of our President- Mr. Bush.
It must have turned out poorly because after I woke up this morning I read this Straight Dope thread and counted 29 different posters attacking President Bush and only 4 posters defending him.
Strange.
Anyway, all of this early morning reading and counting made me sleepy again so I went back to bed and had the strangest dream…
*I was looking down on a mid-western town, maybe somewhere in Kansas. Near the outskirts of town a parade was forming…no…it wasn’t a parade it was a mob. On the outskirts of town a mob of angry men and shreeking women was gathering, and soon, they began to march down Main Street.
It was a procession from Hell. Twenty-nine cursing, shouting, sloganeering, fire-branding men and women and demons marched, crawled and slithered down through the clean steets of this peaceful town. What a racket.
As they drew closer I could see that soon of them were carring signs…one read…BUSH IS NOT A MAN another…** BUSH IS A BIG FUCKING LIAR** and an especially big one read…LOOK IN THE MIRROR BUSH _ SEE THE INARTICALATE HYPOCRITICAL COWARDLY GREEDY CHIMP FACED ASSHAT?_ THAT IS YOU!
Mmmm…this was a mean bunch, I decided. But then, as they turned a corner, I began to see their faces, familiar faces. There was good ole elucidator and both tomndebb, and ** mintygreen** and of course, BobLibDem followed closely by Elvis. Drooling as he walked Hector The Barbarian carried a big sign that read…GEORGE W BUSH IS A LYING PIECE OF SHIT.
Then came a more boisterous group, led by rjung who appeared to be drinking. Guan9. squint, quixotic78, Merkwurdigliebe, Master Wang Ka, ccwetback, olanu, Phantom, and finally, came ** Live Better Electrically** who was carring a sign that said, self-servingly LIVE BETTER ELECTRICALLY.
This was truly a frightning sight. As I watched this motley band of malcontents pass by my position sitting on the curb, I turned my head to see how the poor townfolk were reacting to this angry mob of marchers.
I was flabergasted! The shopkeepers had not barred their doors. Men had not hidden their wives and children. Ladies were stll shopping in stores, menfolk were getting haircuts,and little boys chased yellow dogs. The whole town continued going about their everyday chores and no one gave a single nod to the macabre band of marchers as they suffled past City Hall and then continued on down Main Street.
With tears swelling in my eyes I watched this hopeless and sad parade until it disappeared from everyones view. No longer did they look angry or threatening, they just looked tired and disheartened; unhappy bearers of a whining message that no one wanted to hear.
It was a sad dream but full of portent.* 