http://www.vanityfair.com/...
I'm hoping, against hope, that the nausea in my stomach will pass.
The new of Vanity fair has an interview with none other than the famous Karl Rove, aka "turd blossom," aka "Boy Genius." In the small questionnaire, Rove espouses and opines on the beauty of honesty, America, and individuals such as Churchill (who, if memory serves, said that, regarding Hitler, that he would at least have a good word to say to the devil about him in Hell).
Forgive me, but since President Bush took the famous oath of office, Laura and family by his side, I could never help but wonder who really ran the place. I always felt as if Karl really had jurisdiction, and Bush was either fall guy or face guy.
Further, given how...well, ugly, the man is, it always struck me "Why doesn't he run?" and then it occurs to me that there's a reason why make up artists are employed on the presidential trail. I mean, the guy's never graduated college; his GPA wasn't too bright. So he bets on a winning horse, and goes for it. And in the mean time, he learns how to push the right buttons.
I wonder how he handled it when his horse jerked the bridle.
I also can't help but wonder what exactly went through his mind when his delicate castle of ice began to collapse. Rove resigned not too long ago, just as Gonzo did; why? why now? why is he signed onto Newsweek as a guest columnist? why is he taking questions about such..."personal" things?
And who knows their favorite authors in alphabetical order?
No, somethings quite odd here with the "Boy Genius." For a boy with out a degree, he seems to do quite well for himself.