Okay, Leftists, get it straight. Is President Bush an elitist scion of a rich family, born to the best of everything, ever looking for the hand up from his upper crust backers? Or is he a bumbling clod who wouldn’t know a place setting from a place kicker? Help us get a handle on this Bushitler™; this diabolical idiot-savant who manages to recall the spirit of one of history's worst fiends by halting the creation of mass graves of women and children instead of filling them up. And making the Queen of England laugh to boot!
Wednesday night's state dinner alone presented numerous quandaries for Bush. As did the 168 other guests, Bush had seven different 50-year-old crystal wine glasses before him -- and he doesn't even drink. Then there were his three forks, three knives and two spoons, not counting the two itty-bitty spoons for the mustard and the salt (or is it sugar?). How was a man whose own official menus feature comfort food such as brisket and cornbread to know that a menu of "Delice de Fletan Roti aux Herbes" is nothing more dangerous than halibut?
