Bush

I am not smitten with the man or what he does, day in day out. I wonder though, just why there is a veritable hurricane of lies blasted like unforgiving arctic wind at him as if he were the culprit, a villain extraordinaire, mais ouis. 'Ami', says Schroeder privately, dumm, ein Texasbauer, peasant with stetson and that longhorn shit for brain, no European would conduct himself or this great orchestra with such incompetence, no way. 'All hurricanes can now be safely blamed on George, he did not sign the paper', a fruitcake by the name of Trittin, says 'Amischwein you did not do what all the people wanted, your neglect of the environment has brought you punishment, so well deserved.' Al Qaida adds 'it is the wrath of God'. Another voice wants to be heard, somewhat anonymously, it says much money was withheld from New Orleans to pay for warring in Iraq, and troups, most of them sent to battle overseas, and no one left to help those bastards, who were, by their own frank admission black as the night, and sins occur, as we all know, most likely in the dark. Four years ago the editors of SA predicted a disaster of unknown proportions was waiting in the Gulf of Mexico. They did not mention that the president would be committing this indictable offence.