Unlike Demi Moore, Emperor George has no clothes.
I’ve just corresponded with my friend, the mother of two sons with the Minnesota National Guard brigade in Iraq. She chatted online with them both yesterday, after they’d received the news that their tour would be extended by our fearless leader.
Nothing funny about that really. The Minnesota Guard contingent is the only Guard combat unit in Iraq right now. News in the paper today was that another of their number had been killed. Ironically, the headline said Sgt. James M. Wosika had been killed just two months short of the end of his tour. Sergeant Wosika never got to hear the news that his tour had been extended.
What is funny, though, is that according to my friend’s sons, the Minnesota troops were called into formation, then ordered to put down their weapons and ammunition. Only then were they given the news that they’d be carrying those weapons and ammo for an undetermined, extended time.
There was an editor’s note in this month’s Vanity Fair (the editor’s note is not online–you’ll have to spring for a paper copy) in which Graydon Carter comments on a previous story the mag had done on George Bush. It contained anecdotes of how Bush, even when he played tennis, was a spoiled brat who refused to allow a game to end until he’d won. If the opponent won, it was best two out of three. If the opponent won the second game, it was best three of five, etc.
Seems like Georgie’s bratty obsession will carry on until we all lose.
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