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“I Don’t Know What We’re Yelling About!”

Sullivan ought to go on vacation more often.  This item from guest blogger Ana Marie Cox is more incisive and fun than a thousand Sullivan posts (I know that doesn’t mean very much, but it is a compliment): Surely I can’t be the only person who notices that when George Bush is trying to make […]

Sullivan ought to go on vacation more often.  This item from guest blogger Ana Marie Cox is more incisive and fun than a thousand Sullivan posts (I know that doesn’t mean very much, but it is a compliment):

Surely I can’t be the only person who notices that when George Bush is trying to make a point, HE STARTS TO KIND OF SHOUT. AND PUNCUATE. THE WORDS. WITH PAUSES. He’ll start off basically normal  then, when he gets to a talking point he’ll go all Steve Carrel in Ron Burgundy: “LOUD NOISES!” It’s as though he thinks that the reason the press corps doesn’t agree with his relatively rosy take on Iraq is because they can’t hear him.

This morning’s press conference was notable for both the President’s volume and a certain schizophrenia — Bush rarely tries as hard to get a laugh as he did this morning, even, in desperation, making jokes about dancing with Helen Thomas. (ew.) I’m surprised the DNC hasn’t already made an ad out of his shocking concession that Democrats who oppose his policies are just as patriotic as he is. And then, just to keep things interesting, he started channeling Lou Reed: “Sometimes I’m frustrated. I’m rarely surprised. Sometimes I’m happy. The war is not a time of joy. These aren’t joyous times. These are challenging times. These are difficult times.” I believe the next verse is “I thought of you as my mountaintop/I thought of you was my peak/I thought of you as everything/I had but couldn’t keep.”

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