Wow. We just saw our president of these United States on the T & the V and he is tan. We mean like brown...like a nut...or buerre noir...or Regis Philbin...or a roast chicken.
It is haying season, but we're pretty sure the Big Guy isn't spending that much time on his tractor. Matter of fact, our Yalie/Harvard Cowpoke-in-Chief has been seen lately ridin' that big black Escalade around the ranch- he couldn't even get a farmer's tan, in 'at rig.
And he was as tan in January, as he is right now.
Doubt if he's had time to flop down on a beach blanket- though after after he cut and run out of Baghdad the other day, he coulda made one of his secret side trips to Cannes- and whooda blamed him? (well, we woulda, I guess).
The plain truth is: only way the Divider and the Decider could be so tan is by laying on a tanning bed!
Could we repeat that, but a little louder? The Leader Of The Free World must be being clam-shelled 3 times a week in a plastic bed and pummeled with dangerous rays!
(This may seem frivolous and vain for someone of his stature, but hell, we're liberals- who are we to blame him for this particular unnatural act, when we've committed so many ourselves?)
We're betting he's tanning to support the desert-charred troops in Iraq. Like when friends of chemotherapy patients shave their heads in a loving, sympathetic gesture.
We'd like to think it's the sacrifice he makes and the risk he's willing to take in order to walk where they walk...to fry as they fry, be all that he can be.
It's the least he can do.
That would be spiritually ever so much more graceful than him doing it because he's trying to look like he just got off a jet-ski at Palm Beach.
Or his honky self trying to resemble one of those Hispanic voters he's always trying to lube up.
We can't help wonder if he nudes it on his electric beach. If he does, he'll have one of those white triangles on the crack of his ass where his tailbone meets the lucite--not a pleasant visual, but neither is the alternative of him wearing a bottom and having bikini lines.
Be honest, which is better? a world leader who looks like he's been out fighting Al Qaeda? OR, a pasty quebba like Tony Blair who looks like he just crawled out from underneath one of those Brit cars that always need fixing? (Culturally stunted, the Brits totally missed the cultural influence of the Beach Boys and Endless Summer that we enjoy).
Maybe it's a generational thing- after all- Bush is a Baby Boomer, the generation of lookin' good...
But whether he's considering Supreme Court justices; conferring with the leaders of the world, making decisions effecting American lives for decades to come--we for one, will never see President George W. Bush again without wondering, which is it? Tan lines or cotton tail on his sorry old 60-year-old ass.~~July 12, 2005
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