George W. Bush has gathered around him upper-crust C-students who know no history or geography.

The crucified planet Earth,
should it find a voice
and a sense of irony,
might now well say
of our abuse of it,
"Forgive them, Father,
They know not what they do."

The irony would be
that we know what
we are doing.

When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
"It is done."
People did not like it here.

Doesn't anything socialistic make you want to throw up? Like great public schools, or health insurance for all?

If God were alive today, he would have to be an atheist, because the excrement has hit the air-conditioning big time, big time.

Old Norwegian Proverb: Swedes have short dicks but long memories.