If there's anything I hate more than the Bush administration, it's the American people.

That's right. I said it. I hate the American people. They're a stupid, uninformed, inarticulate, pathetic lot that deserves the leadership they have. The only thing they have going for them is a seemingly endless supply of attractive underaged starlets. If only that great resource could fuel more than my illicit desires.

What's that you say? "But I'm American! And I didn't vote for Bush! And I watch The Daily Show and read The Spoonbender every day!" To that I say this: Fuck you, you whiney whore. The cynical detachment and snide heckling defense is as worthless as your liberal arts degree. If I had a blackjack and could reach you through the internet, I'd teach you a lesson about getting beaten with a blackjack you wouldn't soon forget.

So as you might imagine, I don't have a lot of time for stupid "news" features like this one, in which CNN publishes advice for President Bush various readers have emailed them. But fortunately for you, I have plenty of time to take issue with this type of "news" feature.

My objection is bifold. First, were any of the editors at CNN thinking, they'd realize any advice emailed to them meant for the president should be immediately disregarded. How wise could the author be if they sent the email to CNN instead of Bush's own email: gbush2@whitehouse.america?

Second, I think it's dangerous to publish this stuff. It's not that I don't think that Bush could use the help, because he obviously can. But what if he were to actually read it, assuming, of course, that he can read. Bush is clearly not the best judge of character or anything else. Taking bad advice from short-sighted, self-centered buffoons is exactly what got him into any number of the pickles in which he finds himself today. Publicly calling for him to do more of the same is courting disaster. And I, for one, am not willing to put America's resources at greater risk.


President Bush, above, is frequently led astray by the ignorant voices, looming two-dimensionally above and behind, whispering into his ear.

Analogcabin @ 9:12 AM
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