Reply #2: Jesus is his favorite philosopher...

[KansDem]

God is his co-pilot...

The Chosen One

From Jesus is my philosopher to God is my co-pilot, George Bush has been nothing if not ghoulishly entertaining. Far more talented writers than I have gone completely berserk while attempting to explain what makes Bush tick. It's simple, really. The answer is Nothing. Nothing makes him tick. That's why he's the perfect foil for the warhawks and religious zealots.

Bush is a swaggering, paranoid, hubristic bully, consumed by an irrational sense of his own worth. Just your normal, run-of-the-mill Texas good ol' boy Republican -- with money. After carousing, falling down drunk, and failing at every business enterprise his daddy set up for him -- at the tender age of 40, Bush was "born again" and became the Lord's own most visible high-stepping 12-stepper. Fourteen years later, he was President of the United States. In his defense, I have to say Bush is acting no differently than any other 14-year-old spoiled bully would be expected to act under the same circumstances...
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http://www.scoop.co.nz/mason/archive/scoop/stories/ec/21/200403040031.b4f8277d.html



A good parody:

THE PRESIDENT: Good evening. Thank you for coming. Tonight, it is my pleasure to usher in a proud new government tradition - the lighting of the official White House lawn manger. In doing so, we dispense with the almost hopelessly secularized "Christmas Tree," and restore Jesus Christ Himself to a rightful place of government-endorsed prominence. Besides, God is my co-pilot, and as such, it simply wouldn't be neighborly of me not to let his boy camp out on my yard for a few weeks.

Laura and I had hoped to introduce this tradition last year during our first Christmas in the White House. Sadly, we were unable to do so due to security concerns. But Americans should know that in the months that passed, their First Lady was tireless in her scouring of Wal-Marts and Home Depots all across Western Texas to find a durable life-sized molded polyvinyl manger scene which passed Secret Service muster. This is that masterpiece, and with security so tight this year at the White House, I can guaran-damn-tee you that these frozen plastic Wise Men are as close as any towel-head is going to get to Laura's famous Canadian Club eggnog.
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http://www.whitehouse.org/news/2002/120802.asp