Take Care ol' Buddy

Off the top of my head, I probably disagree with every one of his policies. At times, especially concerning the Iraq war, I found him to be pigheaded and hawkish, a bit of a naive cowboy I guess. I thought his positions were favorable to the wealthy upper crust and terrible for Middle America, where most live; yet I must admit it, there’s somethin bout that good-ol-boy I’ll really miss.

There’s an extremely easy and likable earthiness about George W. Bush. Maybe he’s a tad too earthy for my taste regarding the Presidency; but while I wouldn’t vote for any of my close buddies either, obviously I enjoy their company. And I sort of enjoyed George W.’s as well. Additionally, something tells me that the nation will endure withdraw from comic relief in the next four years, of that I’m certain. There's a simple quality about the man that our politics could use more of.

Who can deny it; when George W. Bush spoke on the behalf of doctors, specifically those in the field of gynecology it was a rare moment of down home uproariousness: “Too many good docs are going out of business; too many OBGYNs aren’t able to…share their love with women all across this country” There’s simply something very agreeable about Gorge W.’s unbending candor and undaunted nerve in how he speaks to folks. With the voice and rhetoric of a true commoner his linguistic fumbling inspires one to feel as if they really know him – and regardless of my utter disapproval of his job performance – it’s hard to dislike the guy.

Unlike the animosity one might feel at the mere sight of Vice President Dick Cheney’s smugly bent grimace, George W.’s confused innocence inspires a certain congenial compassion for him. He’s the kind of guy you’d like have over during the holidays to liven up the same old mundane gathering as last year, like the colorful uncle who slips the kids chocolate before dinner, or who randomly tells some female family member her “ass got a little bigger since last Christmas” because it did! In his own right, he reflects some liberating American principals, something rarely exhibited by our elected officials and almost never seen in the high seat of the Oval Office – that is, a carefree and youthful attitude, which seems to say, you can be yourself in America – and that it’s possible to be selected for the paramount task of having your finger on that all important launch button – without ever correctly pronouncing what kind of missile it operates. Ain’t America great.

Too bad W. couldn’t be designated as the lifelong, honorary, White House Dinner Guest for all major events, especially when foreign leaders are in town. Shucks, come to think about it, it’s kinda sad, picture’n him mosey’n down the road on his way out’a town for good. But may we take comfort in the true spoken words of a regular everyday type of fella, who with the utmost sincerity and gravity stated, “I know that human beings and fish can coexist peacefully.” Oh well, take care ol' buddy. We’ll miss ya… sort’a.