The Wimp-In-Chief

This is my last political rant for a while, but I have to acknowledge that George Bush performed exactly as I expected him to do when he opened his mouth this morning.

He wimped out. Rolled over. Caved.

From the first, I thought Donald Rumsfeld was the wrong choice as Secretary of Defense. His mind was calcified; he was unable to adjust to the realities of the war we are "fighting." But to heave him over the side within hours of Congress being handed over to the socialist anti-military Democrats shows the kind of moral cowardice that Bush cannot seem to shake.

It's not the first time he's done this, of course. He makes bad choices, stamps his feet and declares support for the person or program involved, and then runs at the first sign of opposition.

The man is stupid and unprincipled. He should have been a Democrat.

One slogan ("stay the course") dies; another ("finding a way forward") is born.

I wonder what kind of dream world he lives in. He thinks he can "work with" the new shrill, bitter, rabidly partisan Congress. To accomplish that, I expect him to continue his ineffective, principle-free Mr Nice Guy act.

Of course he should be thrilled with one aspect of the shift in power: he will now be able to hand this country over to Mexico without opposition. Good-bye border fence, good-bye "rule of law;" hello uncontrolled waves of poor, uneducated migrants, exploited and betrayed by Bush's main amigos in their own country, looking forward to the cornucopia of giveaways they will enjoy here with the welfare-state crowd in charge.

On this November morning we have a president who is a pathetic loser putting on a pathetic, dangerous act and a Congress whose ideology is potentially far more destructive to the nation.

Between them, we face a bleak future.