From the man awarded five stars for scientific accuracy by the world’s top climatologists, attacked by those who possess zero stars, the real fruits of intelligence:
Did (Bush’s tactics) seem like a smart move, strategically, at that point?
Well, if you define the word “smart” in an antiseptic and clinical way that excludes any ethical dimension, then, yeah, I guess it was smart. Smart, if you’re willing to say things that you know are not true. But that’s what Karl Rove is known for.
Exactly.Â Time and time again, when one addresses the issue of Bush’s basic inability to think or handle complex topics, we’re told that he’s smart because he wins elections.Â No, that just means that he’s really good at lying continuously to the people until they vote for him.Â He learned those skills being a drunk.
But Bush is insulated — his staff smiles a lot and only gives him the news that he wants to hear. Unfortunately, they still have this delusion that they create their own reality. As George Orwell wrote, we human beings are capable of convincing ourselves of something that’s not true long after the accumulated evidence would convince any reasonable person that it’s wrong. And when leaders persist in that error, sooner or later they have a collision with reality, often on a battlefield. That, in essence, is exactly what happened in Iraq.
Precisely.Â People like Bush and the cult of personality surrounding him, people dedicated to being just as obtuse and ignorant of all contradictory fact, do not put 2 and 2 together.Â The point is, they want the answer to be 5, so it’s fucking 5 and if you think different you’re sympathizing with the enemy.Â Their proof?Â All their friends think so too.
Just when you think it can’t get better, Al comes up sevens:
Take the tar sands of western Canada. For every barrel of oil they extract there, they have to use enough natural gas to heat a family’s home for four days. And they have to tear up four tons of landscape, all for one barrel of oil. It is truly nuts. But you know, junkies find veins in their toes. It seems reasonable, to them, because they’ve lost sight of the rest of their lives.
I’m thinking that one day oil will be so valuable that they’ll use cheap labor to replace some of the mechanical energy input.Â The resulting oil then goes at top dollar for some rich guy’s cruise down the Pacific Coastal Highway in his antique gas-burning Corvette.
Junkies will find veins in their toes (Gore is too polite to say “dicks”), but the rich will feast while surrounded by famine also.Â This is not to be forgotten.
Al falls a little short here, while still insightful:
How do the rest of us play a responsible role in advising the group in the White House that doesn’t want to hear what any of us say in any case?
This is a very daunting question.Â After 9/11, Bush and co. decided that it meant they didn’t have to listen to Democrats ever again.Â If they wanted to do something and the Democrats wanted to do it differently, the Democrats were on the side of Osama or Saddam.Â It was Bush’s way or nothing.
But it’s not quite that simple.Â Gore forgets that Bush is a thief as well, perfectly content to steal a Democrat idea, such as the Department of Homeland Security (though he’ll add something that pisses them off so he can attack them again). Â Murtha’s troop redeployment ideas haven’t gained any traction in the brain-dead Congress, but they’re resonating with the people.Â Every time the idea becomes especially popular, the White House starts sending out signals that it’s planning withdrawals too, albeit certainly as promises meant to be broken.
Still, that is the responsible duty for a Democrat:Â keep sticking the right ideas out there, even if it does mean the Republicans will steal,Â bastardize, and try to take credit for them.Â It’s not as effective as being in charge, but it does allow us to apply pressure to the rudder.
I love Iowa!
I’m jealous of my father, who got to sit on a bus with Al during the 2000 campaign and shoot the shit with him extensively.Â I’ll have to dig up those pics next month when I come home for vacation.