OK this is getting spooky. Last week we showed up in our usual state of disrepair wondering how we were going to maintain the scintillating social comment and ignescent prose style that has become a hallmark of this blog, and what should we find on our doorstep, but a huge box of ironicus neatly wrapped and clearly printed in big block letters on the side: "Try to read this without your head exploding," Signed the Goof in Chief, George W. Bush, or as his friends call him, Curly. Not being one to look a horse's a...er...horse's gift...er...gift horse in the a...um...mouth we took the proffered benefaction and, as they say in sports, ran with it.
Now, today we show up in not much better shape and what to our wondering eyes should appear but this: "No one should play on people's fears or try to pit neighbors against each other," the president said, referring to debate over immigration reform.
You don't really need us to finish this do you? Didn't think so.
However, we would be remiss if we didn't point out that Bush entreating us not to play on fear to advance a political issue is a little like Atilla the Hun asking us to obey all laws and customs when visiting a foreign land; a little like David Duke asking us to treat our fellow man with respect and dignity; a little like James Dobson enjoining us to be tolerant of other religions and lifestyles; a little like Tom DeLay asking us to be honest and forthright in our business dealings.
Well, you get the point.
"Completing a comprehensive bill is not going to be easy," Bush said. "It will require all of us in Washington to make tough choices and make compromises. Neither of which I know how to do, so you know all that stuff I've done to you to get elected and stay in power the last six years? Don't do it to me."
We're beginning to think there might be a God, after all.
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