I know we're not supposed to just link to other blogs, but this really jars me.
There's the slime factor--as always the slime factor. More pitiful, perhaps is seeing the facade has nothing behind it, not even kernals of truth. But there's also the ominous point: When Mr. "Steely Discipline" B shows personal weakness, we're all in trouble.
People have noticed that Bush, who'd sworn off candy, was munching the stuff down only seven months after falling to his knees and making a promise to God.
What could that mean about his other personal habits?
Don't bother to answer--it's too obvious. Yet another portrait of Bush gone. I lost any belief in the image of Bush as a Saved Sinner way back when he barely survived the killer pretzel incident.
in case you can't link to the atrios thing (I swear I can't figure this blessed stuff out, and, Mr. A, I'm sorry if I take too much. I'm sure the kossacks'll beat the tar out of me and I'll remove a chunk.). . .
In a book by author Stephen Mansfield, "The Faith of George W. Bush," the following passage appears on page 173: "Aides found him face down on the floor in prayer in the Oval Office. It became known that he refused to eat sweets while American troops were in Iraq, a partial fast seldom reported of an American president. And he framed America's challenges in nearly biblical language. Saddam Hussein is an evildoer. He has to go." The author concludes: " . . . the Bush administration does deeply reflect its leader, and this means that policy, even in military matters, will be processed in terms of the personal, in terms of the moral, and in terms of a sense of divine purpose that propels the present to meet the challenges of its time."
Bush was in an expansive mood on the flight from Indonesia to Australia, wearing an Air Force One flight jacket, snacking noisily on a butterscotch sweets and chopping the air for emphasis.
It's sort of sad that there's not a speck of truth at the core--Bush is apparently entirely invented.