'Hey Mr. Turkey, that's a fancy way to walk'

Daniel Patrick Welch: 'Hey Mr. Turkey, that's a fancy way to walk'
Posted on Saturday, October 09 @ 07:48:30 EDT
The President struts his way onto the ash heap of history
By Daniel Patrick Welch
http://www.smirkingchimp.com/article.php?sid=18185&mode=nested&order=0

As painful as it was, I did manage to sit through a good portion of the second presidential candidates' debate. My mind, naturally, drifted to Simon & Garfunkel: "laugh about it shout about it/ when you've got to choose/ every way you look at it you lose." Coo coo ca-choo.

In the race horse analogy that has completely taken over US politics, the bets were down for George Bush to physically injure himself, poke an eye out or drool uncontrollably. If he didn't, conventional "wisdom" goes, he would have transcended the eye-rolling, stammering, pouty performance in his first outing. But pundits weren't prepared for The Blinking Game. Have you ever been at a ball game when the jumbotron is roving your section and you want to cough, pick your nose or discipline your child really badly? You just can't, and so you sit there stock still, like a deer in the headlights, until the danger passes. President Imbecile did just that, a tazer-trained monkey-in-chief responding to his handlers' insistence that he not repeat the embarrassment of his prior sad showing. Blinking, eyes darting, Bush had the uncomfortable combined look of a trapped animal and a toddler trying to be good in church.
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