Calling Miss Manners

By Creature

Fine, Mr. Bush, you want ruin the country, go ahead. You want to destabilize the Middle East, have at it. But could you at least do it without talking with your mouth full. Com' on.

Bush, as always, bridled at the request to navel-gaze. "You're the observer," he said as he worked the cheese in his mouth. [...]

"The job of the president," he continued, through an ample wad of bread and sausage, "is to think strategically so that you can accomplish big objectives. As opposed to playing mini-ball. You can't play mini-ball with the influence we have and expect there to be peace. You've gotta think, think BIG. The Iranian issue," he said as bread crumbs tumbled out of his mouth and onto his chin. [...]

Seriously, manners equals respect, this douche of a president has neither.

Maha will take you through the policy parts of Bush's new bio, and she'll do it with her mouth closed.

Update: And let's not forget this manner-less moment:


(Cross-posted at State of the Day.)