Bush prefers our pretty boy to his pretty boy
Well at least he didn't say the guy was better looking than Laura.
I needed a laugh. I've been sick all week. What better run up to the State of the Union than the President of the United States coming-on to the senior strategist to Paul Martin, Prime Minister of Canada. The only problem for Dubya is the strategist's name is Scott. With the Family Research Council, Focus on the Family and every other right wing group trying to get Dubya to take a more derisive, divisive, or even more decisive stand on gay unions, this should make a hit. Comedians will have a field day. I can't wait to see Saturday Night Live and I wish I had cable so I could see the Daily Show.
The setting for his remark was tropical; you know how that tropical heat is. It was Monterrey, Mexico during the Summit where Bush was trying to explain why Canada has free borders with the US, and not Mexico. He had finished breakfast with Martin and their closest aids, when Martin called, his assistant, Scott Reid in for a briefing, as the group waited for the press. Apparently Bush was de-briefing Mr. Reid with his eyes. Were they boxers or briefs, Dubya?
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Stumble It!
AND, we wanna be your friend pleeeease.
At least the lunatic didn\'t have sons, help us all.
MILFS, MILFS, MILFS!!!!
(from frankmagazine.ca)
"THAT DARN DUBYA!
LOVE CHILDREN!
By all accounts, Dubya has had his finger, and worse, in a lot of pies. And by some accounts, unwed ovens have been baking his baby batter for decades.
The roll call of purported presidential bastards begins in 1964, when a boy --perhaps not a love child, so much as a "graduation party child" for the 18-year-old Bush -- was born to the daughter of a local evangelist.
The story threatened to break in the 2000 election, when it was discovered that a "George W. Bush" -- white male, blue eyes, brown hair -- was registered as having been born on Oct. 17. 1964. Of course, this alone confirms nothing. There are a lot of Bushes in Texas, not all born of the stuff of presidential jam. What called attention to this Bush is that the person's record was deleted on Dec. 24, 1998, as Texas Governor Bush tooled up for a White House bid.
Campaign officials claimed ignorance of the other George Bush, through they nervously sought assurance from journalists that they weren't speaking to him, and that he wasn't claiming to be a blood relation. (They also had no
explanation for why Governor Bush had been issued an entirely new driver's licence number in 1995, but doubted it had been so his old records could be purged.) But hold the phone, that's not all: in 1978, so the story goes, a boy
with his daddy's smirk was born in Houston to a former high-priced hooker. They reside happily in Texas, we hear, having been paid off handsomely by the Bush clan.
A Texas resident tells Frank, "damn, it's about time that broke. I've been here my whole life and shit, that's no secret. People all over the state will say 'oh yeah, I remember that!' But people in the rest of the nation will most likely have a more horrified reaction. We know more of his dirty laundry here."
ABORTION!
In the winter of 1971 George W. Bush knocked up a girlfriend named Robin Lowman. For once acting like a true Texas gentleman, he arranged and paid for her to have an abortion. In 1971, elective abortions in Texas were about as legal as
shooting a Kennedy, and you were fare less likely to get away with it.
The source of this story is a friend of Lowman's who visited her after the abortion in Twelve Oakes Hospital in Houston. She as the girlfriend of the man who arranged, a long-time Bush family fixer named Robert Carl Chandler. She
remains afraid of speaking on the record, saying she has been threatened by Chandler and Bush lieutenant James Bath. Robin Lowman (now Garner) is married to Jerry Lee Garner who is an FBI agent.
Larry Flynt, meanwhile, says he has "nailed down" the story. "I've talked to the woman's friends. I've tracked down the doctor who did the abortion, and the Bush people who arranged for it," claims Flynt.
MAN-MAN LOVE!
Awkward and clammy questions persist regarding the "special
relationship" between George Bush and his old Yale classmate, fellow Bonesman, cheerleader and roommate, Victor Ashe.
Victor had seemed a confirmed bachelor, but suddenly became unconfirmed at 42 in 1986 when he campaigned for the Senate against Al Gore. (He was introduced to his wife by George and Laura Bush.) That apparently wasn't enough for
Peter Jennings, who is reported to have referred to Ashe as the "gay mayor of Knoxville."
Ashe served as, er, mayor of Knoxville for 16 years, and the unusually high number of sleepovers President Bush enjoyed in the city -- not to mention Ashe's trips to Crawford -- did not go unnoticed. (After his Texas ranch and
Camp David, visits to Knoxville account for most of Bush's trips in the first two years of his presidency.)
He left the mayor's office when his old bunkmate appointed him to the board of directors of "Fannie Mae." the largest source of financing for home mortgages in the United States. Even as reports of mismanagement surfaced, including
rumours that Fannie Mae may go under, Bush named Ashe last April as Ambassador to Poland.
Bush didn't exactly lay these Wildean rumours to rest last winter by flirting with Paul Martin aide Scott Reid. Telling a man "You've got a pretty face -- you're a good looking guy" -- twice -- is going to set tongues wagging,
at least.
OMIGOD, NO!
Remember Paula Jones, the big-nosed litigant who administered a trailer trashing to Bill Clinton? Sure you do. She was everywhere for a while, her charges championed by Republicans and America's notorious liberal media.
Remember how she feared for her life, and wound up shot to death? Oh, just a tick -- of course you don't. Because that wasn't Paula Jones; that was George W. Bush's accuser, Margie Schoedinger.
A 38-year-old black woman living in a Houston suburb, Schoedinger filed a lawsuit against President Bush in December 2002, accusing him of rape. One
might think that such a serious allegation would receive a flurry of press, but it appears 9/11 really did "change everything." Because no one at all seemed interested in Schoedinger's story. Not even in September 2003, when
she died with a bullet in her head.
Jackson Thoreau, one of the few US journalists who actually bothered to speak to the woman, says she "didn't sound like the average crackpot. She sounded intelligent, articulate, soft-spoken, and yeah, even honest over the phone, for what it's worth."
From Thoreau's account of their conversation:
"When I started asking Schoedinger about certain details of the case, such as alleged surveillance at her home and if she was still legally representing herself, she politely ended out conversation. 'I need to see what has been
written.' Schoedinger said. 'I feel like it's best for me to end our conversation.'... I remember being puzzled by Schoedinger's attitude after hanging up the phone...I wondered why she didn't see publicity to at least provide some sort of protection. But she didn't even seem to want any media to cover her story. I told several writers I knew, some of whom tried to contact Schoedinger. None succeeded, as far as I know.
"I remember thinking, 'I hope she doesn't wind up on the wrong side of a gun.' And sure enough, in late September, Schoedinger did."
Schoedinger's death was ruled a suicide. And hey; could be. And maybe she was crazy, and her lawsuit was based on nothing but her illness. But as Thoreau writes, "it's weird, in this mass-media, detailed-information age, that
so few people are even asking any questions about how a woman who filed a rape lawsuit against the president could be dead less than a year later."
Somewhere Bill Clinton's thinking, Lucky bastard."