Thos blogger wonders if The Dubster, in his initial encounter with (Ras)Putin, asked the former KGB-agent if (Ras)Putin had a lifeguard in case The Dubster fell into those deep blue eyes? Actually, (Ras)Putin has the dead eyes of a Great White; they may be blue, but the KGB-eyes are empty. Of course, this is another example of The Dubster's fecklessness. In fact, he was the most fecked up POTUS we've ever head. (Roll over, Mr. Normalcy.) If this is a (fair & balanced) diagnosis of presidential fatuity, so be it.
[x The Nation]
The 2001 Bush-Putin Summit
By The Deadline Poet (Calvin Trillin)
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At last, they got up from their talks at the table.
Bush called Putin trustworthy, having been able
To sense Putin’s soul. So, on this grand occasion,
Could one thing he sensed be a taste for invasion? Ω
[Calvin Trillin began his career as a writer for Time magazine. Since July 2, 1990, as a columnist at The Nation, Trillin has written his weekly "Deadline Poet" column: humorous poems about current events. Trillin has written considerably more pieces for The Nation than any other single person. A native of Kansas City, MO, Trillin received his BA from Yale College in 1957. He served in the army, and then joined Time.]
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