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You silly little oik.
Who's feeling a bit of a chump, then, eh? Not working out as planned? Gosh. I sympathise, kind of, and also I don't.
I wonder what it is inside you that makes you the way you are. Is it because you're short? Is it because you aren't very good looking? Perhaps not, you're a little too old for that level of school-yard though you haven't got much past it, really.
Actually, I don't want to know what it is. And I don't have to know what it is, either. It's there, that's all, and that's all anyone needs to know. Let's call it George's Little Mind Turd. It sits in the middle of your soul like the last tiny poo lurking and lurking no matter how hard and repeatedly you flush.
Is it your alcoholism? Perhaps so. Perhaps America is your toilet. Perhaps you flush all the icky feelings you have about yourself down America in an effort to rid yourself of George's Little Mind Turd.
No wonder you won't touch New Orleans with all that poo floating around. Too close to the bone? Too closely resembling the pooey inside of your befuddled head.
Poor Nagin. The UNCLEANNESS of it. The poor man needs a shower. The Dirtiness of New Orleans, eh, George? All those dirty niggers. Are they a bit like the Issue? I've always noticed that conservatives are a little embarassed around black people. As it they're sort of dirty. Don't talk about the Slavery. Or George's Little... You know. Personality problem...
(Pounding away in your head all the time: "What about ME? What about ME? I'm the fucking president, for fuck's sake, I'm in charge! What about ME? Why does no-one think about ME?)
Sometimes I get the impression that you're slightly embarassed about something. "Looking forward" to your trip to New Orleans. Looking forward to getting down and dirty in the shit-stained streets with dirty real people, isn't it? That's what you meant. You were talking to somebody imaginary that votes for you and expects you to be a little bit less squeamish about the world you're in. Ah! Your base! Looking forward to shaking those shitty, embarrassingly poor hands. For heaven's sake, civilised people don't TALK about poverty, it's just... well, it's just a bit DIRTY.
You silly little oik.
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