My son is dead, Mr. President... Do you have time to talk to me...?

Mid-August 2005 may be remembered as a moment in U.S. history when the president could no longer get away with the media trick of solemnly patting death on its head.

for the sake of all that's sacred and right, let's hope so... george bush is one of the biggest embarrassments and walking disasters the u.s. has ever had to cope with... example: i stopped by the tourist office in neuquen, argentina, tuesday night, inquiring about a place to stay... i ended up in a 30-minute conversation with juan, one of the very friendly assistants behind the counter, who couldn't stop talking about how incredible he found it that the american people actually elected this man... he was also amazed and delighted to find himself talking to an actual american who felt the same way... sad, isn't it...

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