George Bush Fucks Weasels:
What a skeevy weasel fucker George Bush and his cronies are. What hubris, arrogance, assholishness they diplay on an almost daily basis. See, everything they do is designed so they can say, "We did this" even if the "this" is nothing more than a nod in the direction that something exists. Take the Clear Skies Initiative, which guts pollution regulation. But notice they can say, "We know there's pollution" without doing a goddamned thing about it and, in fact, making it worse. So it goes, so it goes.

The same kind of bullshit is at work in the White House's "agreement" to allow only a few members of the 9/11 commission access to the President's Daily Briefing only after it's been extensively edited. So, in other words, nobody's learning jackshit about the classified material the president has summarized for him each day (and which he no doubt scans and says, "Dick, just give me the gyst of it"). But they're crafty fuckers, the White House spin machine. Scott McClellan can stand in front of reporters and repeat, "The White House is cooperating with the commission, but it will not do anything that threatens national security." And then he can say it over and over until the "media" finally know they have nothing except that spin.

Take the trip to London. At first, the White House storm troopers were trying to intimidate the Brits into limiting protest to places where Bush would never actually see a protester, but the police chief of London said, in essence, fuck you, we'll do what we want, go fuck yourselves, Yanks. And now we hear that Bush welcomes the protests, saying it won't rattle his Christ-addled, Xanax-filled brain. Bring 'em on, indeed.

It's all about the story, baby. Whether it's limiting access to the media in covering funerals of soldiers at Arlington or pretending that a Democratic filibuster on three or four radical judges is a breakdown in democracy, the story is controlled to the point that we who watch no longer have a sense of dissent, no longer believe that there's any story except the one we're force-fed constantly. After a while, someone will find a smoking gun, a corpse, and Bush's fingerprints, but all we'll think is, "It was for the good of the country. This America that we used to live in."