The whining of the Shrub

Roxanne puts the Shrub into his place with his non-apology. I love it. When he came on the radio today with the phoniest of phony Rovian attempts to turn a bad issue into a positive, I wanted to throttle him. I will say this--the Shrub somehow managed to feed that line of bullshit to the press without his trademark, "can you believe these morons?" smirkiness. He must be really desperate. Still, the press needs to hammer him. God, won't someone say, "Excuse me, Mr. President. I didn't ask about 527's. I asked what you thought of the allegations made by the Swift Boat Veterans."

Roxanne hopes this is the end of it. I can sympathize. But on the other hand, this whole debacle is probably going to bolster the Kerry campaign in the end. I wish they would talk about the issues, I really do. But trying to bring up the issues with the Fratboy will only elicit answers like, "Well-I-I think all Americans-believe in puppies--puppies and rainbows." This however is killing the Shrub. As annoying as it is, everyday that Jon Stewart gets to make jokes about how Kerry was fighting and getting wounded while Bush was snorting coke and playing frat jokes is a day that more of those who like Bush 'cause they think he's tough are going to suffer from the sort of cognitive dissonance that keeps them home or even makes them change their votes. I hate it, too, but it might just help our side win in a walk.