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So, Barbara Bush, the former first lady, what do you think about the hurricane victims that have come to Texas?
"What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality," she said during a radio interview with the American Public Media program "Marketplace." "And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them."
Wow!
What the hell was she thinking? Why didn't she just tell us how she really felt?
This reminds us of that old Hall and Oates song:
Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
Waking up to fantasy
The shates all around aren't the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken can often be one again
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head when you're not around
Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn't use them so much
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much
Ok, that's her grandaugther, but whatever.
"What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality," she said during a radio interview with the American Public Media program "Marketplace." "And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them."
Wow!
What the hell was she thinking? Why didn't she just tell us how she really felt?
This reminds us of that old Hall and Oates song:
Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
Waking up to fantasy
The shates all around aren't the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken can often be one again
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head when you're not around
Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn't use them so much
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much
Ok, that's her grandaugther, but whatever.
posted by littleboxes at 10:09 AM
2 Comments:
have you seen billmon's photoshop magic about this? it's brilliant.
It remains to be seen if George W.'s daddy and high placed friends can get him out this screw up in the gulf coast states. The Rove unaccountability machine is working overtime now. If the majority of the american public doesn't hold his lack of action ( it goes with the job) accountable this time, then this country will continue to spiral down the toilet basin. It's reflection of the class disparity in this country that keeps getting worse and worse. Thanks to littleboxes for showing the glaring class struggle in the babbling comments from Barbara Bush. I wonder if her pearl necklace got in the way of her flapping jaws? This country needs a rebel army (Fidel like) in the rockies to come down from the mountains to support an overthrow of this corrupt government.
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