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My new home comes with a new commute. I actually don't mind, since it gives me a longer stretch to listen to NPR while I'm driving. This morning they were airing a live press conference with George W. Bush.
Two press conferences in a row I've heard from that man (who I generally despise) and I was once again impressed. He was articulate. His answers were calculated and informative. He routinely succeeded in that most important skill of answering a reporter's inquiry: not accepting the premise of the question. I laughed a one or two of his jokes.
I laughed. Not at him, but with him.
What is wrong with me? I hate him!
And yet, he's starting to impress me. It all started back when I saw him live (long story that I'm not blogging about, ask me in person some time) where I was shocked to learn he's actually a pretty accomplished public speaker, but he's just shitty on camera. Now he's spouting centrist opinions and coming off more often as downright reasonable.
There can be only one reason why: The Shrub has been kidnapped by aliens, and replaced with a more-intelligent replicant.
(Note, especially for my California friends who are probably having heart palpitations right now: no I'm not suddenly turning into a Republican or anything. I still deeply disagree with almost all of Bush's policies and decisions. All I'm saying is it only took this guy six years to finally figure out how to be vaguely presidential.)
Two press conferences in a row I've heard from that man (who I generally despise) and I was once again impressed. He was articulate. His answers were calculated and informative. He routinely succeeded in that most important skill of answering a reporter's inquiry: not accepting the premise of the question. I laughed a one or two of his jokes.
I laughed. Not at him, but with him.
What is wrong with me? I hate him!
And yet, he's starting to impress me. It all started back when I saw him live (long story that I'm not blogging about, ask me in person some time) where I was shocked to learn he's actually a pretty accomplished public speaker, but he's just shitty on camera. Now he's spouting centrist opinions and coming off more often as downright reasonable.
There can be only one reason why: The Shrub has been kidnapped by aliens, and replaced with a more-intelligent replicant.
(Note, especially for my California friends who are probably having heart palpitations right now: no I'm not suddenly turning into a Republican or anything. I still deeply disagree with almost all of Bush's policies and decisions. All I'm saying is it only took this guy six years to finally figure out how to be vaguely presidential.)
