Regarding the pile of fecal matter shaped vaguely human and named Jerry, Rockstar Ryan made the following comment at Infophilia:
I wish fire and bleach would’ve been involved. The man was an evil piece of garbage, one that future generations will look back on the same way we look back on Fascists of the 1940’s.
Rockstar, you hold out greater hope for the future sanity of the world than I at the moment.
I guess I’m in a rut where I feel like at the eleventh hour, The Glorified House Plant Whose Arse Dwells At 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue is going to come up with an excuse to assert martial law and refuse to leave, and the fat, lazy, American public-at-large will lift no finger to extricate him.
Today He Who Would Be Caesar appointed a “War Czar” whose authority will apparently circumvent the chain of command vested in the Joint Chiefs.
Why exactly? Is not the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs already the “War Czar”?
Forgive me if I’m fear mongering, but I really can’t see any reason for this other than to have an obedient lap-dog at hand for more direct control of the military should the Joint Chiefs of Staff balk.
Sorry, I put nothing past Dubya and his delusions of grandeur. Whatever we fear he’s doing behind closed doors, I’m sure it’s much worse.