Yeah, yeah. I realize you're not going to die of shock.
This is the guy who told FEMA chief Michael Brown he was doing a "heckuva job", even as they totally fucked up the emergency management of Hurricane Katrina.
This is the guy who callously mocked a death row inmate on television, who had begged him to spare her life.
This is the guy who makes jokes about lost WMDs, and how he can't find them under his desk... WMDs were the main reason so many people lost their lives in Iraq.
And now there's this.
MSNBC just reported this, but I found the video myself on youtube.
Bush decided to sing a "farewell song" in his last year of being president. Someone caught it on their cell phone and it has made its way onto youtube.
In it, he makes tons of little funny jokes about Harriet Miers, Michael Brown, and even goes so far as to appear to be happy that Scooter Libby got out of trouble (because Bush commuted his sentence.)
Is there anything this man won't joke about?
Hurricane Katrina wasn't funny. The Iraq war wasn't funny. The outing of Valerie Plame wasn't funny. The US Attorneys scandal wasn't funny.
Just, wow.
Here's a bit more information about this event: The cell phone video was captured at the annual Gridiron dinner, which is basically an off-the-record gathering at the nation's capital of journalists and a lot of other people. This year it included such people as Tim Russert, Mayor Adrian Fenty. Emissaries for Hillary Clinton, John McCain and Barack Obama also attended.
The New York Times boycotted it.
Since the Gridiron's motto is "singe but never burn," the show's humor is mostly gentle, a little corny. It's a teensy bit like a well-funded talent show at creaky summer camp.
This is kind of funny:
A gun-slinging Ann Coulter impersonator threatened to take her conservative boots walking unless McCain got a little more right-thinking: "A foot soldier in Ronald Reagan's Army? Hah!"
And, from the video, here is the last word of the event:
But Bush had the last word; make that song. With a gang of Busharoos, he crooned about his future back in Texas, singing: "I spend my days clearing brush, clear my head of all the fuss, like that big fuss you made over Harriet and Brownie. Down the lane I look and here comes Scooter, finally free of the prosecutor. It's good to touch the brown, brown grass of home." He even paid the news media a compliment: "When you are not writing stories, you are not half bad."
I also want to point out that this is yet another similarity Bush has with the current Republican nominee. They both like to make stupid, callous jokes in front of crowds: