Remember how there wasn’t any evidence or any real reason for the war other than that phoney stuff you dreamt up about weapons of mass destruction? Did we fall for that one or what. Boy, what a bunch of maroons we were.
Hey, remember the time when you called all French people everywhere “cheese eating surrender monkeys” just because they told the truth and didn’t agree with you that Iraq needed a good bombing. It was all so convoluted, but wasn’t it fun?
Or how about on 9/11 when you read the goat story to those school kids while thousands of Americans were perishing in the World Trade Center – some jumping to their deaths while others burned in the fiery hell that the towers had become. Gee, that must have been one helluva good goat story.
Even in these last two months we’ve shared some special moments when you borrowed billions upon billions upon billions of dollars (that taxpayers will have to pay back - plus interest) to bailout all your rich buddies in banking and the stock market.
Thank god we have socialism for the rich. How would they make the payments on their multi-million dollar mansions and Mercedes’ without a little helping hand from Joe Middle Class American Taxpayer (many of whom have already lost their jobs thanks in large part to those rich corporate pals of yours shipping off the jobs to China - along with the rest of America’s wealth). Like you, I often worry for the rich too.
Anyways, we sure had a lot of laughs together. We truly shared some good times. But alas, we can’t go on living in the past. We can’t go on pretending. OK, maybe you can, but it’s just not healthy for either of us. We both have to move on with our lives.
Anyway Dubya, this is good-bye. Here’s wishing you the very best. Thanks for all the nightmares, I mean memories.
Yours sincerely,
America
P.S. We’ll always have Guantanamo.
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