At the Radio & Television Correspondents' Dinner, our President-in-Fact said, to journalists, "The lighting could be better but I can still see the whites of your eyes."
Mr P-i-F, I grew up just down the road from Bunker Hill, now in Charlestown Mass. And, in case you've forgotten your history, it was spoken by Captain William Prescott, leader of the group of Revolutionary Minutemen who held Bunker and Breed's Hills so long, and at such cost to the hired professional soldiers of the imperialist King, that even though the rebels retreated, it was reckoned a British loss.
The cowardice of a man who seeks five deferments during Vietnam but sends young men to die during a pointless greedy war, who shoots a "friend" in the face and sends women out to defend him--they're going to come back and haunt you. Karl Rove has sold you down the river and you'll be resigned within a year. And history will catch up with you.
Historical payback's a mother, Dick. You're not a rebel, you're an imperialist. And your fucking imperial presidency is hemorrhaging at every orifice. And we're coming for you.
"The World Turned Upside Down."
Oh, and in the meantime, Mr P-i-F: I'll stand up in the field against you any time.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Now 5-deferment Dick claims to be a Minuteman
Posted by CJS at 6:27 PM
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