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Answer the fucking question, Mr. President

Saturday March 25, 2006, Buzz Fugazi


Six years after neo-Confederate anti-negro voting procedures in Florida got George W. Bush into the White House, the Great W. Hope finally held himself accountable to a real journalist, fielding a question from the venerable Helen Thomas.

In a nutshell, she told him his ever-changing rationales for the war in Iraq have proven to be bullshit. Specifically, she asked: What is the real reason for the war?

This was a golden chance for the President to think of the sacrifices made by our troops, sit tall in the saddle, bite the bullet, take the heat, and give some hard straight talk to the American people about geo-political reality.

Why should I expect this guy to be half the man Harry S. Truman was? Or half the man Dwight D. Eisenhower was?

He's a populist President in his own way... except for his devastating ought-to-be-criminal-but-isn't environmental agenda... he may be no better or worse than me or any other shmuck. That's a sorry statement, but true. In fact, he may even be, in relative terms, upright among his peers, as the bible might put it.

The American people are increasingly aware of the gulf between honesty and what people in the politics biz call "message"...

But how many people noticed the President didn't answer the question? He said he didn't want war.

Ms. Thomas didn't ask if you wanted the war, sir. She asked, "Why?"

And you didn't answer.

Mr. President, in your darkest hour with your popularity at an all-time low, a man on record as one of your staunchest opponents stood up to offer support for US intervention in the region. That man had nothing to gain except the intangible benefit one gets from listening to conscience. I am quite an asshole when the mood strikes me, Sir, but you made me look like an even bigger asshole than I am. Incredible achievement.

Thanks, Mr. President. I give a fuck about my own reputation or yours, but for the sake of the kids dying over there... compared to you and I they are kids, same age as your hot, silly daughters... how about it, Mr. President? Answer the fucking question.

Be a man. Take responsibility. You are already a giant Judas goat anyway. What do you have to lose?

Why do I have to be the one to bail your sorry ass out?

Answer the fucking question. No bullshit. Be real.

Why?