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Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Dear Leader

President Bush has apparently morphed into the mean-spirited alter ego of Dr. Seuss:
I'm the decider, and I decide what's best. And what's best is for Don Rumsfeld to remain as the secretary of defense.

He also issued a stirring call for us to make decorative toothpicks out of all Truffula Trees.

Anyway, this is the sound of heels digging in.

1 comment:

LJ said...

A friend of my mom's just mass-emailed a Seuss-style poem told in the Bush person. It wasn't great, so I'll spare you the whole thing, but a taste:

I decided that levees
Are not really needed.
Now when hurricanes come
They can come unimpeded.

and

Or I'll tap your phones.
Your e-mail I'll read.
`cause I'm the Decider -
Like Jesus decreed.

The hilarious/terrifying line gets thinner all the time with Bush.