What Wasn’t a Total Lie?
Huffington Post is reporting that the Bush family plans to move back to Dallas in January, and not the Crawford Ranch as previously reported.
I see. What compels these people to pathologically lie about every minute detail of their existence? Okay, I get lying about the phone-tapping. I get lying about torture. I even get lying about WMDs. I’m not saying these lies are morally just, but I understand why someone would lie about these things. Torture and phone-tapping look bad, and the WMDs thing violated international laws.
But why lie about the ranch? It seems like a pathetic, last-ditch effort to finish a fairy tale that never existed. The poor, Texas cowboy becomes president of the United States. Except, it was never real. The poor boy is a rich, draft-dodging smartass, who has failed miserably at everything, including playing Commander in Chief. In 2000, his Neo-Conservative cave-dwellers, including Karl Rove, stole the election. He proceeded to oversee arguably eight of the worst years in the history of the United States.
The economy is in the shitter. People are losing their homes. Our infrastructure is crumbling and our educational system is gimped and wandering aimlessly in circles. America is also being left behind during the Green Technology Revolution. We’re coming in last place on all fronts.
And now, even the myth about Bush sauntering off into a Crawford Ranch sunset turns out to be a hoax.
What a big fucking surprise.