Jeez, the only thing missing was Hinderaker seeing a vision of the Virgin Mary in the gleam of Bush's silk tie. . . .

How much pasty skin needs to be exposed before these believe-at-any-costs dupes finally see that this Chimperor has no clothes?

Sad.

i think somebody has a crush!

And he loves to fart, and tell fart jokes, too! He's the Complete Package!

Isn't it kind of ironic that he identifies his persona as that of big brother?

Remember the last time there was adulation which included phrases like..."But up close..." and "He was by turns instructive, persuasive, and funny. His persona is very much that of the big brother. . . ." and, especially, "He is, of course, miles above his mean-spirited liberal critics. More than that, he clearly derives real joy from the opportunity to serve as president and to participate in the great pageant of American history. . . . ."?

It's time for Jesus to make more scales fall from eyes, or we're really in the soup.

Well this one definitely speaks for itself. I am glad to see someone pointing out what an amazing communicator George really is. In my life I have never known anyone who is able to communicate how much of a moron they really are as well as him, and he does without even having to say it! That’s just how good he is. If only every moron politician was as decent a communicator as he is it would be a lot easier to know who NOT to vote for. Unfortunately a lot of them are actually good at lying.

"His persona is very much that of the big brother ..."

Yeah, the guy who listens in on my phone calls thought exactly the same thing!

"Anti-Intellectualism in American Life" by Richard Hofstadter. Although first published in 1962, it tells you everything you need to know about this president (and this breathless blogger).

John Hinderaker obviously attended the Harriet Meier School of Hyperbole and Hero Worship.

Oh, by the way, Mr. H., the object of your profound affection is "miles above his mean-spirited liberal critics" because he just plain doesn't give a rat's ass what anyone thinks. In the unlikely event you ever decide to pull your head out of your ass and take a look around, you might discover that it isn't just the "ignorant left" who think he's put this country on the wrong track, handed our government over to big business and special interests, and put all of us at risk with his ignorant and misguided foreign policy.

P.S. You're one of the few who think those digressions and interpolations are priceless ... to the rest of us it's just another sign that your hero's so intellectually challenged that he can't even manage to speak in complete sentences.

Bush Attachment Syndrome:

This mysterious affliction has millions of our fellow citizens in its grip.

Medical science has so far been powerless to find a cure. And reality itself offers no antidote.

For the sake of those who suffer from it, and even more for the nation as a whole, we can only hope this vile scourge may soon pass. And the Hindrockets of the world released from its spell.

Let us pray. Or better yet, laugh.

I'm sure GWB can be all of the things that Hinderaker saw in his meeting with the President if you're a true-believer. It doesn't matter how charming the man can seem to the already-charmed. What are the real-world results of this president's policies and actions? As anyone who has ever had to fire a nice, but ineffectual employee can attest, at the end of the day, only results truly matter and I don't hear Hinderaker addressing results at all (here, at least). By almost any gauge of success, the presidency of GWB has been a failure and pointing out the personal charms of the architect of that failure is like complimenting the captain of the Titanic on his choice of hair gel. It simply doesn't matter. Or as Mamet says (paraphrased): "Nice guy? Family man? Fuck you. Go home and play with your kids."

Is he more powerful than a locomotive? Faster than a speeding bullet? Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound?

No matter what the answers to these are, I somehow just can't see SuperW fighting for Truth, Justice, and The American Way.

Q

"How the other third lives..."

Oh, man, Tim. You kill me!

So damn funny. Love it.

Maybe Bush does have a robot double, used for appearances such as the one that Breathless Blogger attended.

Zakman44 writes about the mysterious Bush Attachment Syndrome and suggests, "For the sake of those who suffer from it, and even more for the nation as a whole, we can only hope this vile scourge may soon pass. And the Hindrockets of the world released from its spell."

But there already exists a cure for BAS, or at least a pallative: Elect the Democrats to control at least one house of Congress. Congressional subpeonas would lance the boil right quick, and the resulting display of disease and pus would quickly turn most BAS sufferers away.

Elect a Democratic House, and I'm pretty sure we'll see a phenomenon like Nixon after Watergate: He won a majority in re-election but it turned out, no one voted for him -- or would admit having done.

This ridiculous hypberbole that poses as thought shows how bad this whole Bush phenomena is. That is, because the more effusively he is praised, the worse the reality is.

Wake up, you m*****f*** s***heads, before this guy cause nuclear war.

I hate President George W. Bush. There, I said it. I think his policies rank him among the worst presidents in U.S. history. And, while I'm tempted to leave it at that, the truth is that I hate him for less substantive reasons, too. I hate the inequitable way he has come to his economic and political achievements and his utter lack of humility (disguised behind transparently false modesty) at having done so. His favorite answer to the question of nepotism--"I inherited half my father's friends and all his enemies"--conveys the laughable implication that his birth bestowed more disadvantage than advantage. He reminds me of a certain type I knew in high school--the kid who was given a fancy sports car for his sixteenth birthday and believed that he had somehow earned it. I hate the way he walks--shoulders flexed, elbows splayed out from his sides like a teenage boy feigning machismo. I hate the way he talks--blustery self-assurance masked by a pseudo-populist twang. I even hate the things that everybody seems to like about him. I hate his lame nickname-bestowing-- a way to establish one's social superiority beneath a veneer of chumminess (does anybody give their boss a nickname without his consent?). And, while most people who meet Bush claim to like him, I suspect that, if I got to know him personally, I would hate him even more.I hate President George W. Bush. There, I said it.

http://dialogic.blogspot.com/2004/03/case-for-bush-hatred-mad-about-you-by.html