one day at a time
i think i need to remember to take things one day at a time. seriously. everything happens in good time. everything.
i loooooooooooooooove my new car. :)
ok, sytycd better be good this week. last week wasn't stellar, and i only loved two routines... the waltz and the contemporary.
boggles the mind
Politico.com Interview with George Bush (Olbermann’s closing is what I felt was so compelling that it was worth typing it out verbatim. That preceding the closing was interesting so I typed some of it.)Yahoo user: If we were to pull out of Iraq next year, what’s the worst that could happen, what’s the doomsday scenario?Bush: “Doomsday scenario of course is that extremists throughout the Middle East would be emboldened, which would eventually lead to another attack on the United States. The biggest issue we face is -- it’s bigger than Iraq -- it’s this ideological struggle against cold-blooded killers who will kill people to achieve their political objectives…. Iraq is where al Qaeda and other extremists have made their stand -- and they will be defeated.”Yahoo user: Do you feel, that you were misled on Iraq?Bush: “I feel like -- I felt like, there were weapons of mass destruction. You know, “mislead” is a strong word, it almost connotes some kind of intentional -- I don’t think so, I think there was a -- not only our intelligence community, but intelligence communities all across the world shared the same assessment. And so I was disappointed to see how flawed our intelligence was.”
(Um… didn’t intelligence show there were no weapons of mass destruction there?)
Yahoo user: And so you feel that you didn’t have all the info you should have or the right spin on that information?”Bush: “No, no I was told by people that they had weapons of mass destruction, as were members of Congress, who voted for the resolution to get rid of Saddam Hussein. And of course, the political heat gets on, and they start to run and try to hide from their votes.”
(Um… what people? And really? Congress voted based on false information Bush RE-submitted.)Yahoo user: Mr. President, you haven’t been golfing in recent years, is that related to Iraq?
Bush: “Yes, it really is. I don’t want some mom whose son may have recently died to see the Commander-in-Chief playing golf. I feel I owe it to the families to be as -- to be in solidarity as best I can with them. And I think playing golf during a war just sends the wrong signal.”
Olbermann: “Golf, sir. Golf sends the wrong signal to the grieving families butchered in Iraq. Do you think these families, Mr. Bush, their lives blighted forever, care about you playing golf? Do you think, sir, they care about you, you who let their sons & daughters be killed? Sir, to show your solidarity with them you gave up golf? Sir, to show your solidarity with them, you didn’t give up your pursuit of this insurance scam, profiteering, morally, and financially bankrupting war? Sir, to show your solidarity with them, you didn’t even give up talking about Iraq, a subject about which you have incessantly proved without pause or backward glance, that you may literally be the least informed person in the world. Sir, to show your solidarity with them you didn’t give up your presidency. In your own words, solidarity, as best as I can, is to stop a game. That is the best you can? 4,000 Americans give up their lives and your sacrifice is to give up golf? Golf, and still it gets worse. Because it proves that the President’s unendurable sacrifice, his unbearable pain, the suspension of getting to hit a stick and ball together, was not even his own damned idea.”Yahoo user: Mr. President, was there a particular moment or incident that brought you to that decision, or how did you come to that?
Bush: “I remember when de Mello, who was at the U.N., got killed in Baghdad as a result of these murderers taking this good man’s life, and I was playing golf -- I think I was in Central Texas-- and they pulled me off the golf course and I said, it’s just not worth it anymore to do.”
Olbermann: “Your one tone deaf, arrogant, pathetic, embarrassing gesture and you didn’t even think of it yourself. The great Bushian sacrifice -- an army private loses his leg, a marine loses half of his skull, 4,000 of their brothers and sisters lose their lives-- you lose golf, and they have to pull you off the golf course to get you to do just that, if it’s even true. Apart from your medical files, which dutifully record your torn calf muscle and the knee pain which force you to give up running at the same time --coincidence, no doubt-- the bombing in Baghdad which killed Sergio Vieira de Mello of the U.N. , and interrupted your round of golf was on August 19, 2003, and yet there’s an AP account of you and photographs playing golf as late as Columbus Day of that year, October 13th, nearly two months later. Mr. Bush, I hate to break it to you, six and a half years after you yoked this nation, and your place in history to the wrong war, in the wrong place, against the wrong people, but the war in Iraq is not about you. It is not, Mr. Bush, about your grief when American after American comes home in a box. It is not, Mr. Bush, about what your adult brain has produced in the way of paranoid delusions of risks that do not exist, ready to be activated if some Democrat, and not your twin, Mr. McCain succeeds you. The war in Iraq, your war Mr. Bush, is about how you accomplished the derangement of two nations, and how you helped funnel billions of tax payer dollars to lascivious and perennially thirsty corporations like Haliburton and Blackwater, and how you sent 4,000 Americans to their deaths for nothing! It is not, Mr. Bush, about your golf game…. And sir, if you have any hopes that next January 24th will not be celebrated as a day of soul wrenching heartfelt thanksgiving because your faithless stewardship of this presidency will have finally come to a merciful end, this last piece of advice: when somebody asks you, sir, about Democrats who must now pull this country back from the abyss you have placed us at, when somebody asks you, sir, about the cooked books and faked threats you foisted on a sincere and frightened nation, when somebody asks you, sir, about your gallant, noble, self abnegating sacrifice of your golf game so as to soothe the families of the war dead, this advice, Mr. Bush, shut the hell up!”(you tell 'em, Mr. Olbermann)
