Compassionate Conservative. What a joke! Not a funny one at that, but it is a childish farting frat boy practical joke.
The flatulent frat boy who lets off stink bombs in public to see what kind of reaction he'll get from the newbies on the block can't be taken seriously by anybody at any time.
Unlike the cute halo of dust that hangs over the "Peanuts" character Pigpen, the aura of gaseous stench that floats around Bush is not cute or charming, but is odious, indeed.
Even if the cloud that follows Pigpen where ever he goes were the illusion of a tot who's indulged on too many McDonald's kids' meals, it would be tolerable...even cute. "South Park's" Cartman's explosive, lightening bold farts are cute. Sometimes they're down right funny.
Bush's farts aren't cute, nor is his portraying himself as a "compassionate conservative," whatever the hell that means; nobody has ever figured it out. The only compassion he's ever exhibited is for his own checkbook and those of his friends.
In the phoney name of "fiscal conservative," the compassionate one is
threatening to blow away a spending bill on the backs of children, by denying them government-sponsored health care.
This all too convenient remembrance of frugality has been greeted with much delight by Republicans who have accused him of allowing federal spending to run amok with six years of acting the spendaholic.
That's akin to the congressional fiscally red pot overflowing with dept calling the presidential red pot that's constantly stirring in more ingredients of debt, black.
Adding "In-Chief" titles before his name and his well-practiced art of revisionist history, Bush has suddenly recast himself in the role of a fiscally responsible person. History-Rewriter-in-Chief could easily be one of Bush's presidential epitaphs.
Gen. David Petraeus isn't the only one who is capable of cooking the recipe book of facts; all Republicans are equally capable of cooking up all kinds of spin to suit the moment.
Apparently those same Republicans who are applauding Bush's conversion to fiscal conservatism, have forgotten that for six years they acted as Bush's sous-chefs by bloating up the recipe for debt and stirring more spending into that gaseous mix of pork stew seasoned with more pork.
These chefs of spending turned Bill Clinton's black pot of surpluses into a red pot of debt that will take generations to devour.
After years of spend! spend! spend! the Spender-in-Chief suddenly found his budgetary veto pen and vetoed any compassion he ever had, if he ever had any, because so far there's been no visible sign of it.
It's ever so compassionate to tell four million U.S. children they can't join that exclusive club of 6.6 million kids who are already covered. Bush is telling them to go to hell by excluding them from much needed health care.
He's done it to the veterans with cutting their benefits, and now he's doing it to the children He has the colossal nerve to tell us and Congress that there's not even one ladleful of that glorious pork stew for the kids.
What a guy!
He objects to spending $35 billion over five years on kids' health care. Math is not my thing, but my ancient calculator tells me that $35 billion divided by five years is $7 billion a year, and is mere pennies when put up against the billions squandered every week in Iraq, which isn't even in the budget.
Oh, Bush doesn't flinch at spending on that, no not he. He calls anyone who disagrees un-American, but not spending a mere pittance on children is fiscally unpatriotic according to him.