“I Am the President!” (or the Madness of King George)

Georgie Ann Geyer recently wrote this in her syndicated column:

Friends of [Bush’s] from Texas were shocked recently to find him nearly wild-eyed, thumping himself on the chest three times while he repeated “I am the president!” He also made it clear he was setting Iraq up so his successor could not get out of “our country’s destiny.”

While the chest-thumping scene makes for some titillating Internet parlor gossip (and it certainly has made the rounds on our favorite progressive blogs), the real story is contained in the remainder of Geyer’s column: the Administration’s contention that terrorism will spread like wildfire throughout the region if we leave has already happened. Specifically, in Lebanon. Last week.

New York Times columnist Maureen Dowd had Bush the Junior pegged years ago as the Boy King, and our country has been subjected to playing out this psychodrama of Shakespearean proportions ever since, putting Bush’s delusional destiny before everything else.

The next time one of George’s friends sees him thumping his chest and yelling, “I’m the President!,” will you please, for God’s sake, stop him and say, “We get it. You’re the president. Now act like one.”

 

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