Go to your room, George
By Capt. Fogg
You're probably not old enough to remember the Checkers speech, or the "you won't have Nixon to kick around any more" outburst, but there's something vaguely Nixonian about Bush's rejoinder to Press Corps questioning today while he was cutting a ribbon to officially open the newly renovated briefing room. The condescending implication that the press are just rabble, asking questions just to be annoying and acting like a patient but very sarcastic martyr, had tricky Dick written all over it. I may be imagining it, but I sense that he senses his inevitable helplessness:
That's vintage Nixonian martyrdom mixed in with the snottiness and sarcasm of a born loser who knows he's losing again and knows that we know it. There's something in it of Ratso Rizzo banging on the car hood and shouting, "I'm walking here!"
We're not to the tearful resignation stage yet, and I don't think Boss Cheney will let him declare he's not a crook, but the martyr complex is showing. It showed in Ohio when another caustic reply to a 13 year old girl's simple question about immigration made her break into tears -- upstaging his spoiled child act.
Of course, it's an act that comes from his nature; he is a spoiled brat with an arrogance that comes from long experience with self-contempt over mediocre achievement, multiple business failures, weaseling out of military service, and now a crusade turned to ashes. He's been surrounded with sycophants since daddy became an important public figure and he's employed an army of world-renowned yes men to prop up his rickety ego, but it's falling apart. People are leaving. People are standing up to him and so he barks at a little girl.
But he's a spoiled brat with an army and a navy and nuclear weapons and sometimes when you send a naughty kid to his room, he burns the house down.
(Cross-posted at Human Voices.)
You're probably not old enough to remember the Checkers speech, or the "you won't have Nixon to kick around any more" outburst, but there's something vaguely Nixonian about Bush's rejoinder to Press Corps questioning today while he was cutting a ribbon to officially open the newly renovated briefing room. The condescending implication that the press are just rabble, asking questions just to be annoying and acting like a patient but very sarcastic martyr, had tricky Dick written all over it. I may be imagining it, but I sense that he senses his inevitable helplessness:
Let's do this. Let me cut the ribbon... and then why don't you all yell simultaneously. Like, really loudly. And that way, you might get noticed. I'll, like, listen, internalize, play like I'm gonna answer the question, and then smile at you and just say "got it. Thanks. Thanks for such a solid, sound question."
That's vintage Nixonian martyrdom mixed in with the snottiness and sarcasm of a born loser who knows he's losing again and knows that we know it. There's something in it of Ratso Rizzo banging on the car hood and shouting, "I'm walking here!"
We're not to the tearful resignation stage yet, and I don't think Boss Cheney will let him declare he's not a crook, but the martyr complex is showing. It showed in Ohio when another caustic reply to a 13 year old girl's simple question about immigration made her break into tears -- upstaging his spoiled child act.
Of course, it's an act that comes from his nature; he is a spoiled brat with an arrogance that comes from long experience with self-contempt over mediocre achievement, multiple business failures, weaseling out of military service, and now a crusade turned to ashes. He's been surrounded with sycophants since daddy became an important public figure and he's employed an army of world-renowned yes men to prop up his rickety ego, but it's falling apart. People are leaving. People are standing up to him and so he barks at a little girl.
But he's a spoiled brat with an army and a navy and nuclear weapons and sometimes when you send a naughty kid to his room, he burns the house down.
(Cross-posted at Human Voices.)
Labels: Bush, Richard Nixon, U.S. history
posted by Capt. Fogg at
3:27 PM
2 Comments:
I'm no fan of this President's ... but maybe, in this case, he was yanking their chain in a good-humored way. Perhaps not every utterance is a grand conspiracy.
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Anonymous, at 4:09 PM
I didn't say it was, but anyone familiar with his brand of mockery and cocky sarcasm can see the growing anger and frustration and the increasing strain in his banter. What could once be written off as humor seems increasingly bitter and nasty. He is a different man than he was in 2000 or even 2004 and it's obvious.
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Capt. Fogg, at 8:09 AM
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