Dear Mr. Bush,
These stunning words actually spewed out of your pathetic, twisted mouth when you were recently interviewed by People Magazine:
I must tell you, I'm sleeping a lot better than people would assume, he said.
He said he drinks a couple of cups of coffee in the morning and drinks a lot of water and, of course, no alcohol.
I don't drink alcohol. I can remember when I used to drink, I had trouble sleeping at night, the President said.
So, you don't lose sleep. Not over soldiers lost to a lost cause, not to innocent Iraqi men, women, and children obliterated, not to Hurricane Katrina victims, not because of your spying expeditions on ordinary citizens, not for your approval of torture, not for upending the Constitution and the Bill of Rights, not for your endless lies?
When I think of you I can't help but conjure up images of Ebenezer Scrooge (pre-redemption) and Hannibal Lecter, the psychopathic serial killer. Either way these heartless, souless men share a great deal in common with you.
If you don't worry about the big things, do you ever lose sleep over your tramp daughters cavorting south of the border, wondering if they're in any danger? Were you concerned when you witnessed your father's breakdown as he spoke by your brother's side? How about your little sister Robin who you loved and lost? How about skipping out of military service and letting others die in your place? None of these cause you any disruption of your sleep?
Well, George, there are many of us who are losing sleep for you. We are working for justice, peace, and fairness. And we are waiting for the day you are no longer relevant, the day when you just go away.
Until that day...sweet dreams.