The Chickenhawk-in-chief has lied so many times, I have come to the conclusion that - like some mirror-image Pinnochio - his nose grows every time he slips and tells the truth.
I suspect his nose grew a bit last Monday, when he told Matt Lauer that the "War on Terror" could not be won.
I suspect it grew even more when he tried to dig himself out of that slip by admitting that the "War on Terror" is not a traditional war, that will be ended with peace treaties or the like.
Do you suppose Uncle Karl took him behind the wood shed for that one? Their cynical "1984" perversion of language is not going to be effective if they admit that they are not using words with the words' traditional meanings. In this case, "War" means "an ongoing conflict that continues so long as it suits our interests."
Bin Laden could come over the hill waving a white flag, petitioning for peace, and they would ignore it. Unless it would profit Cheney's pals at Halliburton and their other business buds.
The Chickenhawk slipped again later last week when he was speaking about medical malpractice reform. As you'll see in this clip, he wants to protect ob/gyns' right to "share their love" with women. The guy's working from a scripted speech, and he still slips? I understand that everyone misspeaks now again, but to do so when the script is right there in front of you?
Aside from the typical malapropism, the Chimp touches his chest with his hands curled. As any fan of frat boy humor knows, this is the international sign for a woman's breasts. So, now we know what Mr. Chickenhawk would be doing if he were a gynecologist.
If you care to get a peak of Uncle Karl's vision of an American utopia, read this article concerning the "security measures" taken in NYC during the Repugnant Convention. It's scary stuff; even the late Richard M. Daley might be appalled.
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