Every time I see Bush's face and hear his slurry voice, I
get sick to my stomach. No kidding, but that's nothing new, even when he was Governor of
Texas and was known as the Texecutioner, I couldn't stand him but at that time he was easier to toss down because
anyone not living in Texas didn't get to have his puss smushed in your
collective face all the time.
Now, for almost six years we've been bombarded with his silliness almost daily.
It's getting so, I cannot let my remote down for a second... just in case his
buffoon mug should appear and I need to QUICK TURN THE
CHANNEL (I realize, I could go over to the set and turn the channel but you
see, there's this gnawing vision of lunging at the TV, trip over something,
break a bone, and then have to lie in pain, listening FOREVER to his
blather...
).
I've had this Bush nausea since he was inaugurated but recently, something worse happens to me when I see THE BUSH IMAGE... I groan, scream obscenities and mournfully sob, all at the same time. This is a condition, not known to me before but once I heard or read, that if someone lives in your head, someone who makes you feel revulsion to an enormous degree... You should sit down and write a little note to that person, explaining your feelings (you don't have to send this message to the party of scorn, just writing it would be healing)... SO THAT IS WHAT I AM GOING TO DO...
NOTE TO BUSH: You Mr. Bush represent to me, thousands upon thousands of brutal fatalities and millions upon millions of suffering victims and still you wear that SMIRK. Even when you try to put on an expression of sadness or concern your self satisfaction air, works its way on the muscles of your face until THE SMIRK appears again. SO STOP FAKING IT!
I would like to see your facial features limp with pain and anguish... the painful dread of knowing YOU ARE DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR MUCH OF THE CHAOS THAT'S HAPPENING IN IRAQ. You wanted to play with your soldiers and wage an unnecessary war because it made you feel pumped. And now that your war of imaginary honor has plunged into MELTDOWN. Why do you, still smile, smirk and sputter as if you are not liable. Tell me something, would you please... HOW DO YOU DO IT? Is there a magic potion you take that washes away guilt or are you just plain stupid or worse AN IMBECILIC MEGALOMANIAC? Well, I would bet on the latter but I came across an article written by a person who has a different slant on the reason you feel no culpability. I wish you would read it but I know YOU DON'T READ... but others do.
Please read the the short essay below giving one reason why Bush may feel no pain. Thanks thinkingblue.
What's Eating George Bush?
READ MORE:
Dick Cheney,
Laura Bush,
Hurricane,
Hurricane Katrina,
George W. Bush
I'm sorry to have to return to what continues to be, for me, the Rosebud event
of the second Bush term, but since I live in New York and am free from the kind
of facts and "inside information" that burden most people who write about
politics, I keep thinking about the day the plane flew into the airspace while
the President rode his bicycle.
As you may recall, on May 11, 2005, a small plane made an unauthorized detour
into the air space over the nation's Capitol, setting off a red alert. The
Secret Service evacuated Dick Cheney and rushed Laura Bush to a bunker in the
White House. The President was not there. He was off riding his bicycle in
Beltsville, Maryland, and the Secret Service didn't notify him about the
incident until it was over. At the time they claimed they didn't want to disturb
his bicycle ride. It's my theory that this incident was one of the reasons for
the rift between Bush and Cheney -- a rift, I'm proud to say, that I was one of
the first to point out (on the
Huffington Post), on the basis of no
information whatsoever, and which now turns out (according to this week's
Newsweek) to be absolutely true.
Emboldened by the success of this deduction, I would like to ask another
question that I've been wondering about for some time: What's wrong with the
president? Is he fighting depression? Is he being medicated in some way that
isn't quite working? What's up? I even bought a copy of one of the supermarket
tabloids that alleged he'd started drinking again, but the article (like all
articles in supermarket tabloids) was extremely disappointing; even the
over-exciting picture of the President on the front page, holding a glass of
wine, turned out to be an old irrelevant photograph of him making a toast at
some banquet; there was no real evidence in the article that he was back on the
sauce.
But I've been wondering about what's going on with W ever since he emerged from
his bizarre groundhog-like vacation and responded to Hurricane Katrina as if he
were under water. He had no affect at all. He was almost robotic. His meager
vocabulary seemed to have shrunk even further. He conveyed no feeling for the
victims -- and this was early on, way before anyone realized how many poor
people were involved. It was strange. What's so hard about cranking yourself up
for hurricane victims, especially when you think they're mostly white people who
have lost their second homes on the Gulf Coast?
At the time I wondered if Bush was on Paxil or Lexapro, drugs that several of my
friends are taking and that seem to have turned them into strangely muted
versions of themselves. I asked my friend Rita, who's a shrink, but Rita is very
careful about committing on subjects of this sort. She did point out, though,
that sometimes, when the President talks, his mouth has a strange sideways
twitch, which is apparently common in people who are on antidepressants.
Actually it might have been my husband who said this, I can't remember.
But I started thinking about all this again on Sunday. On the Chris Matthews
Show, there was some old footage of the president from last year's presidential
campaign. He was outdoors, talking to a group of people in hard hats; he was
energetic, focused, confident, on top of the world. Now you could easily
counter: of course he was, it was a lovely day, he was surrounded by supporters,
things were going well. But the President we're seeing these days is a
completely different man.
He has, of course, a lot of reasons to be depressed -- no point in enumerating
them, you know what they are. But most of all, I think he's depressed because
the job has turned out to be so much more onerous than he expected -- he said as
much to a friend of mine in September. "You have no idea," he said, "how hard
these five years have been." This is a fairly breathtaking remark given the
number of people who, thanks to this president, are now dead as a result of his
five years in the Oval Office, but never mind.
The point is that it seems possible to me that when George Bush gave up alcohol
in 1986, he dealt with the depression that often accompanies sobriety by
becoming an obsessive exerciser. And that's what he's essentially done ever
since. He's never held anything that could be confused with a job. Owning a
baseball team is not a job. Even being governor of Texas takes only a couple of
months a year, it turns out. So he was free to exercise.
But at some point this year, something happened and the exercise regimen stopped
working. Bush started becoming depressed. My theory is that a certain amount of
panic ensued, and more exercise was prescribed: hence, the afternoon on the
bicycle in Maryland, and the reluctance to disturb an already disturbed,
irritable man. (Interestingly, the incident happened just after the President
returned from a four-day trip to Europe, which had not only required him to work
several hours each day but undoubtedly interrupted his exercise routine.) Then
came the vacation in August, the odd, sequestered vacation, a perfect time for
the President's doctor to try medication, or change medication, or adjust
medication. Then Katrina and the emergence in the fall of an unenergetic,
irritable, muted, unfocussed President, the man you see today.
Look it up: depression + symptoms. You'll read it for yourself: loss of energy,
irritability, feeling "slowed down," inability to concentrate.
Not that I'm an expert on any of this, of course. But it's possible, isn't it?
Just asking.
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