Bloated windbag now up to gale force strength

Michael Kelly, who loves war more than his own children’s lives, didn’t care for Al Gore’s speech. How’s this for temperate argument:

Gore’s speech was one no decent politician could have delivered. It was dishonest, cheap, low. It was hollow. It was bereft of policy, of solutions, of constructive ideas, very nearly of facts — bereft of anything other than taunts and jibes and embarrassingly obvious lies. It was breathtakingly hypocritical, a naked political assault delivered in tones of moral condescension from a man pretending to be superior to mere politics. It was wretched. It was vile. It was contemptible. But I understate.

Later he says:

Although Gore knows that Bush has been publicly trying to move the nation toward war with Iraq since at least January, he pretended to believe the president was only now — “in this high political season” — pushing for war in order to gain electoral ground for his party and to divert attention from his administration’s failure against al Qaeda by attacking “some other enemy whose location might be easier to identify.” I see — Bush is risking his presidency on a war with Iraq because it is the easy thing to do.

Maybe Kelly didn’t hear Andy Card talking about introducing “product” after August from a “marketing” standpoint. And, as far as Bush “risking his presidency” on an Iraq war; what risk is that? Bush gives red meat to the rightwing by going after swarthy foreigners and stealing their oil, and re-drums up all the support that was inexplicably given to him back on 9/12, the day after America was attacked and Bush had climbed out of his hidey hole in Nebraska. With an Iraqi war he can become the Warrior President again, instead of the Crawford Imbecile.

It’s no suprise to anyone that Kelly doesn’t like Gore, but for him to dismiss Gore’s speech because of personal pique is sloppy journalism. Ever since 9/11 Kelly has been running around like a high school girl who discovers a big zit on picture day. His columns have become hysterical in a way that makes him sound like the freakish spawn of some bizzare mating ritual between Ann Coulter and Peggy Noonan. Now that’s a scary thought.

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