We’ve seen a slow trickle of ship-jumping (or jump-related jibber-jabber) in recent days as a variety of GOP rats have come to understand that President George Walker Bush now stands as the biggest obstacle they face in Campaign 2008.
But Sweet Fancy Moses, this morning’s news features a couple of Rodents of Unusual Size (RoUS) swashbuckling off the Black Pearl like Captain Jack Sparrow, grabbing the President around the neck in mid-swoop and flinging him headlong under the nearest exploding hillbilly-armored Hummer in sight. (*ahem* Sorry about that bit – I’m a bit caught up in the excitement of Summer Adventure Movie Mania.)
RoUS #1: Bill O’Reilly, saying a number of really unprecedented things.
- He says the people want us out.
- He compares Iraq to Vietnam.
- He says you can’t win if the people won’t turn on the terrorists and compares our situation to Northern Ireland.
- He suggests Iraq might “wipe out Republican Party.”
- Then he throws it to Tony Snow to respond. And while he treats Snow with more respect that he does your average evil librul, for the most part O’Reilly acts like, well, a journalist. Poor Tony – he’s looking more like Scott McClellan every day, but at least Scotty didn’t have to endure bitch-slapping from Bush’s personal broadcast network.
Watch Papa Bear’s editorial first:
Then you can head over here and watch the full segment, which includes Tony Snow tap-dancing while trying to recall how he got sucked into this job in the first place.
Then, as if O’Reilly’s extended moment of lucidity isn’t enough: RoUS #2, Peggy Freakin’ Noonan, is giving free voice to the frustrations of the public – and in particular, to the formerly pro-Bush wing of that public.
I’m not referring to what used to be called Bush Derangement Syndrome. That phrase suggested that to passionately dislike the president was to be somewhat unhinged. No one thinks that anymore. I received an email before the news conference from as rock-ribbed a Republican as you can find, a Georgia woman (middle-aged, entrepreneurial) who’d previously supported him. She said she’d had it. “I don’t believe a word that comes out of his mouth.” I was startled by her vehemence only because she is, as I said,rock-ribbed. Her email reminded me of another, one a friend received some months ago: “I took the W off my car today,” it said on the subject line. It sounded like a country western song, like a great lament.
She spends a lot of time trying to understand why people don’t love Dubya no more, and in my mind dramatically over-complicates the issue. But she concludes pretty powerfully:
We hire them and fire them. President Bush was hired to know more than the people, to be told all the deep inside intelligence, all the facts Americans are not told, and do the right and smart thing in response.That’s the deal. It’s the real “grand bargain.” If you are a midlevel Verizon executive who lives in New Jersey, this is what you do: You hire a president and tell him to take care of everything you can’t take care of–the security of the nation, its well-being, its long-term interests. And you in turn do your part. You meet your part of the bargain. You work, pay your taxes, which are your financial contribution to making it all work, you become involved in local things–the boy’s ball team, the library, the homeless shelter. You handle what you can handle within your ken, and give the big things to the president.
And if he can’t do it, or if he can’t do it as well as you pay the mortgage and help the kid next door, you get mad. And you fire him.
Americans can’t fire the president right now, so they’re waiting it out. They can tell a pollster how they feel, and they do, and they can tell friends, and they do that too. They also watch the news conference, and grit their teeth a bit.
I’ve been arguing since at least 2002 that Bush posed a greater threat to the Republican Party than an army of liberals and none of my conservative friends would listen.
Well, people are starting to figure it out now, aren’t they?