Beltway Snark

Keith was allowed to have another one of his unhinged “Special Comment” segments last night, which he used to unload his Bush rage. He hits his usual anti-Bush topics (Iraq war, Dick Cheney, etc.) but his biggest issue is with Bush’s statement that he stopped playing golf so as not to offend those who have lost family members in Iraq.

Then came Mr. Bush’s final blow to our nation’s solar plexus, his last reopening of our common wounds, his last remark that makes the rest of us question not merely his leadership or his judgement but his very suitability to remain in office. “Mr. President,” he was asked, “you haven’t been golfing in recent years. Is that related to Iraq?”

“Yes,” began perhaps the most startling reply of this nightmarish blight on our lives as Americans in our history. “It really is. I don’t want some mom whose son may have recently died, to see the Commander in Chief playing golf. I feel I owe it to the families to be as, to be in solidarity as best as I can with them. And I think playing golf during a war just sends the wrong signal.”

Golf, sir? Golf sends the wrong signal to the grieving families of our men and women butchered in Iraq? Do you think these families, Mr. Bush, their lives blighted forever, care about you playing golf? Do you think, sir, they care about you?

You, Mr. Bush, you who let their sons and daughters be killed. Sir, to show your solidarity with them you gave up golf? Sir, to show your solidarity with them you didn’t give up your pursuit of this insurance-scam, profiteering, morally and financially bankrupting war. Sir, to show your solidarity with them you didn’t even give up talking about Iraq, a subject about which you have incessantly proved without pause or backwards glance, that you may literally be the least informed person in the world? Sir, to show your solidarity with them, you didn’t give up your presidency? In your own words  “solidarity as best as I can” is to stop a game? That is the “best” you can? Four thousand Americans give up their lives and your sacrifice was to give up golf! Golf. Not “Gulf,” golf.

And still it gets worse. Because it proves that the President’s unendurable sacrifice, his unbearable pain, the suspension of getting to hit a stick and a ball together, was not even his own damned idea.

“Mr. President, was there a particular moment or incident that brought you to that decision, or how did you come to that?”

“I remember when de Mello, who was at the U.N., got killed in Baghdad as a result of these murderers taking this good man’s life. And I was playing golf, I think I was in central Texas, and they pulled me off the golf course, and I said, it’s just not worth it any more to do.”

He then proceeds to tell W to “shut the hell up.” Keith’s head will explode any day now from the massive amount of rage in him.