Several days after the attacks on a national icon, New York's World Trade Center, and the Pentagon, a son of privilege and power was said, by a compliant and inappropriately chastened and patriotic media, to be growing into his role as President. This image, no doubt familiar to everyone on Earth, has become iconic in its own right, as if staged events can somehow make truth of a lie.
But only days short of four years later, that same son of privilege, now reviled as the idiot son of evil parentage, has shown he has grown. But what he's grown is smaller. Ignored at the first event, but painfully obvious in this second, is his complete lack of leadership. His inability to respond in times of crisis. His lack of caring. His icy lack of compassion.
We have, as the most powerful man on Earth, as the supposed leader of our country, a very small man. A narcissist. A self-important, self-absorbed, self-serving, small man.
And We The People are paying the price.
On this day of remembrance, I shall remember.
And I cannot forgive.
George Bush, you are as small a man as I can imagine.