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AERATE PUS, which is basically what the hearings this week did.
They showed the world the purulent pocket of infection that festers around whoever the President picks - because his choices are never based on competence but, rather, on the simple desire to kiss ass.
Imagine how General Fallon must feel. Here's a man who is the head of Central Command (CENTCOM), and who is Petraeus' boss, who totally disagrees with Bush's strategery and therefore with Petraeus as well. He disagreed with the surge. He disagrees with keeping troops in Iraq according to Bush's projected "plan." And he thinks Petraeus is a toady and a sycophant, trying to advance his military career through the people he cozies up to, rather than through the success of his commands.
General Fallon should have been at that table, facing the Congress and testifying along with his subordinate, Petraeus. And he would have been, had any president but Bush been calling the shots. That's how it's always been done. But Bush didn't want two differing opionions presented - he wanted to hear his opinion in stereo. So what he he do? He, once again, broke the rules and did it his way, ordering an ambivalent Ambassador Crocker - a diplomat, who should never have been put in that position - to take the place of the general who heads CENTCOM and might have known a thing or two about the subject.
And then, after putting the words in Petraeus' mouth and using him as a shield and a mouthpiece, Bush turns around and gives his stony-eyed speech - quoting Petraeus for validity, when those are his own words, coming out of his straw man's mouth! Oh, it's all too much.
I truly believe that Bush is the biggest coward that ever set foot in the Oval Office, let alone pulled up a chair at the big desk and called it his own. The frustration is making my eyebrows turn white...
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