Roverian Politics (Jean Carnahan)

[CatWoman]

The President literally changed horses in the middle of the stream last week, putting "Heckava Job" Brownie out to pasture and wagering his last bit of political capital on a nag by the name of T-Blossom, who is used to slogging it out on a muddy track. Yes, Bush saddled his favorite political steed, Karl Rove, with the enormous political and economic task of rebuilding the Big Easy. To make the job more alluring he threw in—for starters--$200 billion to excite all the participants.

Later, President Bush addressed the nation from the historic French Quarter, posing in front of a stage-lit cathedral that looked like a backdrop for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. But he did not mention Karl. Instead, he dished up a generous etouffee of promises and revealed enough forthcoming federal goodies to make Halliburton drool with anticipation.

I was stunned. I thought I was listening to an earlier Texan—Lyndon Johnson, expound his plan for the Great Society. Actually, the speech was vintage Hooverism with the President ready to offer evacuees a front porch on every house and a beignet in every deep fryer.

Still, it was a special moment. Once blinded by indifference to the underclass, the scales had fallen from the Executive eyes. Now a transformed soul, the President unveiled a vision for New Orleans that would be the envy of Tutankhamen and his pyramid builders . . .and . . . and . . . catch your breath—all at no cost to the top one percent of taxpayers! The news brought tears of joy to those gathered in yacht clubs and boardrooms all across America.

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