Seeya. Wouldn't want to beeya.

I have said it before:  Aden Nak rocks my world. Over and over. In my post New Years myopic emotional haze, I missed his farewell to Dubbya. It's worth acknowledging even at this late date, lest we forget what we've been through for 8 long years.

There is no need to wait for history to obscure the details in a battle fog of conflicting punditry and rosy nostalgia. George W. Bush was, is and forever will be a miserable failure, from his ape-gait lumber to his spoiled child certainty to his ghastly inability to refrain from smirking when invoking the memory of the dead. But worse than that, he was an empty-headed creature. A pseudo-folksy front man for a band of Pollyanna armchair generals who see the world as their own personal political rutting ground. Men who thought the domino theory that worked so bloody well in Vietnam was worth trying again - only this time in reverse and in a region far less stable. Not that any of them were around to see the domino theory in action. Like Dick Cheney, they all had other priorities.

Read the rest here:  Clearing Brush by Aden Nak