a full month only happens if you truly enjoy it

Scott Chaffin, who actually LIVES in "The Middle of Nowhere, TX," found this, from Ian Hamet, very funny. Me too. Think of those poor reporters dying by inches in Crawford, and wishing they were in Baghdad where the livin' is easier...

....There is nothing more fraudulent to these liberals than authenticity and sincerity. They fell all over themselves over Clinton's used-car-salesman persona, but find it "phony" when Bush spends a full month in Texas every year, away from their beloved beltway, away from any large town at all.

Bush is a politician, and you don't get to be president these days without a certain amount of insincerity. But you don't spend a month in the blistering heat in The Middle of Nowhere, TX, because you want other people to think you enjoy it. A few days, a week tops. But a full month only happens if you truly enjoy it.

And these people hate, hate, hate him for it.

He doesn't care, either, which makes them hate him all the more....

It's true. And they can't understand him. Or his wife. Washington insiders were bewildered when Laura Bush didn't join George for his first two weeks in the White House. Well, the house in Crawford had just been finished, and she was keen to get on with the decorating...

You know, you are where you went to Junior High School. (Which these days seems to be called "Middle School." Maybe that makes the staff feel less "junior"?) George W Bush grew up in Midland, Texas, and no amount of time spent later in the Ivy League has changed that. You don't chew tobacco unless you truly enjoy it, either. Actually I'm not sure if W really chewed, or just dipped snuff....

Me, I grew up around some old-timers who chewed, and man was that disgusting! You bite off a chunk of Mailpouch, chew a while and then spit. Kerblap! Or they chewed on their cigars...Blap. Gross. On the other hand, I think the smell of cigar smoke is about the best smell in the world.

One curiosity about George and Laura is that they both grew up in Midland, they went to the same Junior High at the same time, the two families ate Sunday lunch in the same couple of restaurants....but they didn't meet each other until much later and far away.

Posted by John Weidner at October 7, 2003 8:03 PM