Bush played guitar, fished, and said some sort of toss-off prayer in his helicopter. Barbara chuckled that conditions must be pretty good given the usual miserable treatment of America's poor. Tom Delay thought being homeless kids with wrecked lives must be a lot of fun. Cheney was off fucking himself and handcuffing the guy who told him to.
And now Laura can't even get the hurricane's name right ("Hurricane Corrina," sheesh). Crooks and Liars has the video here.
Do the Bushes go to Crawford for a multi-multi-annual, mind-erasing Logan's Run bbq? Is Mexico the name of a board game? Is the Ukraine the name of a condominium construction site? Is African-American the name of a 60's hairstyle from that fraternity on the other side of the tracks? Are brown-skinned people spending too much time in St. Tropez? Does New Orleans make your skin crawl because it reminds you of Old Orleans, a city in cheese-eating surrender-monkey France?
It's "Katrina," Laura. As in those cute little katrina dolls Jackie Abramoff brings back after cutting another sweet deal with those red people Crawford cowboys finally ran off their brush-plagued ranch land.
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