Politicians hire speech writers to write speeches.
Powerful speeches that wallop the message home, yet at the same time, embrace the ears with hypnotic cadence, reminiscent of the Pied Piper of Hamelin.
Speeches that drive voters to the ballot box.
Unfortunately, the writer has no control over the delivery of the written speech by the politician.
Or the poorly chosen, impromptu ad lib.
Much to his speech writer's dismay, John Kerry pulled a real George W. this week, royally screwing up the punch line of a bad joke targeting the President's intellect.
The Great Divider and his HellHound Dogs pounced on the slip and savaged Kerry like there was no tomorrow.
Well, tomorrow never came for many Americans.
No tomorrow dawned for many brave men and women that have lost their lives in Iraq. America's best, our promise for the future-catapulted into George's "Love me, Daddy?" poor excuse for a war- without the basic provision of the body armor needed to protect themselves.
Jonathan Turley, a George Washington University law professor who has talked with hundreds of families who bought body armor for soldiers in Iraq, said the military lost the trust of soldiers' families.
In that regard, it is not surprising that families bought body armor in spite of what military advised, he said.
"There still is a lingering level of mistrust with some families as to whether there are people thinking about the best equipment and needs of their loved ones," Turley said. "No one that I know of has been truly held accountable."
Yet, George W. Bush has the audacity-the cohonos-to swagger about Smalltown USA and point fingers as if...as if....
As if, you and I are stupid. That we...you and I... will fall for this ultimate distraction.
George W. Bush used our best and our brightest-many who have paid the ultimate price with their very lives-as a filthy dirty political trick.
Our President. The Great Exploiter.
Note to self, George.
Hire a speech writer.
And start apologizing.
Like there's no tomorrow.