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The Poor Man: Christmas Reading

Christmas Reading

"Bush at War" was on sale a Sam's Club, so I read that. I guess it's okay, although there's really not very much to it - this book would have been a lot more effective at 25-30 pages - it reads like a heavily-padded term paper, and it repeats itself a lot. The plot of the book is that we beat up Afghanistan, and then Bush listened to Rumsfeld and Cheney about Iraq, and Cheney ran his mouth off in public one time, but now Bush is under Powell's wing and we're all safe - or so they would have you believe! The other big news is that Bush is a fucking dumbass. On North Korea:

"I loathe Kim Jong Il!" Bush shouted, waving his finger in the air. "I've got a visceral reaction to this guy, because he is starving his people ... It is visceral. Maybe it's my religion, maybe it's my - but I feel passionate about this."

"They tell me, we don't need to move to fast, because the financial burdens on people will be so immense if we try to - if this guy were to topple. Who would take care of - I just don't buy that. Either you believe in human freedom, and want to - and worry about the human condition, or you don't."

On Iraq:

I'm not a textbook player, I'm a gut player. ... I'm the kind of person who wants to make sure all the risk is assessed.

I'm so glad that the development of nuclear weapons by lunatics has enabled you to figure out what kind of guy you are. It sounds like an amazing voyage of self-discovery, like tripping on Big Sur or some shit. And thank God - I mean, THANK FUCKING GOD - that we finally have someone in the White House who cares about the human condition! If there's one thing that the internet has taught me, besides where to find pictures of two chicks making out, it's that all problems in the world are simple questions of good guys and bad guys, and it is just a matter of having the courage to choose to be a moral person, preferably ungrammatically and in all capital letters. Because everyone else is stupid and bad.

Now, I will admit that this is a bit unfair. If Bush delivered the Gettysburg Address tomorrow, I'd probably find something to complain about. Whatever - I'm a real bad guy. Still. There's something a little peculiar about thinking that the way to approach political issues is to decide what kind of guy you are. Something a tad narcissistic, perhaps. Or incredibly, shockingly stupid.