Sunday, November 20, 2005

No Exit




It's not what Sartre had in mind, but it's enough to raise up my level of existential angst.

Bubble Boy. Mr. Torture. Preznit Moral AND Fiscal bankruptcy.

Starting a war based on lies to get back at his own Daddy for their Oedipal troubles. 100,000 Iraqis dead. Two thousand Americans dead; tens of thousands of gravely wounded, tens of thousands with PTSD. May as well count the three thousand at the World Trade Center, courtesy of Bubble Boy not heeding the "Bin Laden Determined to Attack Inside the U.S." PDB.

Temper tantruming. Hitting the bottle. Having a hard time looking in the mirror.

No exit strategy even from a press conference.

What a maroon.





2 comments:

enigma4ever said...

too bad he couldn't get locked in there..left behind....
Bubble boy is hitting meltdown..I wonder if his handlers have figured it out yet ?.. a part of me wonders if this happens to him more than we know...

No Blood for Hubris said...

Looks that way, doesn't it?