Or should that be sick poppy? George Bush (#41, not to be confused with #43, the gibbering idiot that he sired… the one with misplaced delusions of grandeur and kooky, evangelical aspirations), speaking at Texas A&M last week to celebrate the anniversary of his now obscure, laughably feeble “thousand points of light” initiative (think about that for a second… what is 330 million divided by a thousand?*), took the opportunity (when not apologizing for his “ass e-mail” promoting the event), to lash out at the vituperative incivility of left-wing pundits like Keith Olbermann and Rachel Maddow. Which, naturally prompted the following responses from the aforementioned far-left loons:
Shouldn’t GHWB just be spending his sunset time at Walker’s Point… Oh, I dunno; fishing, painting, or perhaps writing thrilling adventure novels? I mean, good grief — next to his son, this addlepated old man was one of the dumbest presidents in the history of the United States of America. A nice enough fellow perhaps (you know, when not targeting people for assassination and such)… but otherwise, thick as a fucking brick.
*A drop in the bucket. Although, technically speaking, it works out to 330,000, which is about the population of Lexington, Kentucky. Woo-hoo!