Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Red State Diaries. Or, a Wednesday morning rant...

So, now these signs are popping up all over the neighborhood in Dallas where George and Laura just bought a house and where I work every day. The signs, btw, are compliments of some obnoxious college sophomore who I can only imagine as the over-enthused leader of his local Young Republican chapter, defiantly dressed in khakis and a polo shirt accessorized with a vintage "Bush/Cheney 2000" button, whose eager beaver capitalist ambition oozed out of his ears and past his neatly parted brown hair and landed on this brilliant (and might I say innovative and modern!) concept of a "Welcome Home W" yard sign. I pity his Harvard PhD English professor who is having to read a term paper in which he compares Hemingway's "no nonsense prose" to his personal business plan and management style.



Ponder: Do we really need to welcome him home with yard signs? Shouldn't he at least have to slink back quietly under the cover of darkness to avoid jeering crowds? Scandal, torture, war, recession, Katrina....

Hmm.

3 comments:

Kerri said...

let's take them down. it might save his life.

(and we could make a play fort out of it!)

Paul said...

on the bright side, the fact that he's now "home" in dallas means he can't do as much damage/mischief from washington. maybe you should make competing signs that say, 'welcome to texas. stay away from my government.'

c.e.w. said...

Yes, yes, George is much more suited for Dallas than Washington. In fact, I do want to teach him piano lessons so that I can write a tell all best seller called "Bach With Bush: Confessions of a President."