George Bush must have been concerned though, because out came Scott McClellan in his attempt to ridicule Kerry, laughing that the elitist Senator was phoning from Switzerland where he's enjoying a ski excursion. Oh, Scott, your disdain for anything that smells of privilege would be funny if the man for whom you speak were a commoner--something you and he would like us to accept.
As I've said before, I'm not a member of Mensa, but I can recognize a structure that needs to be condemned. Ms. Malveaux is positioned so that viewers of this hard-knock edifice see it as a backdrop when she announces pronouncements and goings on from the Bush compound. And we, the dumb, are expected to accept the possibility that George and Laura, the twins, and Ma and Pa are in there eking out a living and occasionally entertaining the Saudi Royals. These are the Bush roots that Scott would have us believe tie George to the land and to the working and under classes of America. How stupid.
George Bush may sound like a cowpoke, but he's an up-East educated snob. When he isn't vacationing at his vast ranch, he fishes in Kennebunkport, Maine off the shore of Mommy Dearest and Daddy's seaside home. The boat from which they cast their bait probably had a larger price tag than your dream home. In fact, George may have paid more for his bike helmet than you paid for your automobile.
What's the difference in Kerry and Bush's lifestyles? Very little. But the Bush handlers want you to think that the president is one of us--that he worries about his heating bill or the rising price at the pumps. Humph. When his pilot turns on the engine of Air force I to the tune of 100,000 dollars a trip, you and I are footing a bill that's just chump change to the president. Barney and Miss Beazley eat better than so many children in American who live below the poverty level.
But McClellan gets big bucks to convince the electorate that Bush is just like we are--unlike John Kerry who can afford to take to the slopes in Europe. Poor George Bush. He is just another schmuck with whom so many in American can identify--someone who could get the pink slip any day now.
For the sake of our nation, let's all send up some vibes that this happens sooner rather than later.