You Gotta Hand It To Bush On This One…..
The man has guts. Chutzpah. Cojones.
When I got up this morning and turned on the news he was in Iraq. And not in the safety of the Green Zone in Baghdad. Anbar Province. He bypassed Baghdad altogether and flew straight into Anbar with his Secretary of Defense and his Secretary of State in tow.
You have to hand it to him. Despite his many other faults, the pathetic and feeble immigration enforcement of his administration, his pandering to the left that borders on exchanging wet, sloppy kisses, and the fact that his staff is quitting faster than a Muslim meat cutter on a hog farm, this is a ballsy guy.
To land in a place where every psycho homicidal lunatic who can pull a trigger wants to kill you - and you specifically - is an in-your-face act of bravado.
I’ve been and remain very critical of him of late and he deserves it. But I tip my hat to him on this one. He’s not hiding in some backwards borderland, sending videotaped messages of hate and exhorting his followers to kill, well, anyone they can like bin Laden and company. Nor is he hiding in Syria like the leaders of Hamas who, despite all their bravado, are peeing in their pants at the thought of giving Israel a crack at them.
He’s right there on their front doorstep. They gotta hate that. And that makes me like it even more.
