'W' is for Dubya

The George Bush Page.

I'm sorry. I've given in to temptation and allowed Dubya a page to himself. Pity that he won't be as comfortable here as his friends are on Guantanamo Bay. Most of this material has been brought together from the Bells and Whistles, Caption, and Pinko Songbook pages. I've left Georgie Boy in charge of the Interactive Caption if you'd like to have a look at and perhaps contribute to that.

The first thing here, though, is a new (to me) cartoon. Then we cross the Atlantic, getting classical with a song based on a Shakespeare poem, then it's time to find out what Dubya sings in the bath. It's the BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLICANS of course. For the last Pinko Song, we see what Georgie Boy's friends - well, not really friends as such - are saying about him with a rousing chorus of SYRIA'S LEADER. (For Syria, insert Iran, Saudi Arabia, The Isle of Wight, or wherever he wants 'regime change' this week. Then there is something brazenly taken from the Captions page. This page is then rounded off with a Latin American joke - well, I HOPE it's a joke and a thrilling example of Dubya's adventures with the English language


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Where Is Syria?

+ To Who is Sylvia, based on the Shakespeare Poem +

                              Where is Syria, next for me?
                                   Is it somewhere in Africa,
                              near to where Iraq used to be?
                                   At least it must be so very far,
                              far away, across the sea.
                                             I think it's ripe for regime change.
                                                  For people vote with blindness,
                                             and it seems a fair exchange:
                                                  Iraqis showed no kindness -
                                             when they laid no bouquets - very strange.

                                So to regime change let us sing.
                                When Syria is collapsing;
                                when all the folk are dying;
                                with all the mothers crying,
                                I'll to the White House cling.


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THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLICANS
Tune

                                                  We're off to downtown Baghdad
                                                  for the winning of the oil;
                                                  forget these awkward pinkos and their one-four-four-one.

                                                  We'll be trampling soon on poor Iraqi soil,
                                                  we have loosed our fateful lightning
                                                  and our troops are on the boil;
                                                  our youth is marching on.

                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Our oil is marching on.

                                                  I have seen Blix on the TV
                                                  and he makes no sense to me.
                                                  The French are French, the Germans blench;
                                                  this United Nation is the only place to be.

                                                  I'll rule the world before too long,
                                                  just you wait and see.
                                                  Then I'll be marching on.

                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Glory! Glory! Bush to conquer!
                                                  Our oil is marching on.


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SYRIA'S LEADER

+ To Sylvia's Mother +

                                 Syria's leader says Syria's pity is that she now stands all quite alone;
                                 Syria's leader says Syria's trying to be more like Texas today;
                                 Syria's leader says Syria's happy, don't need no change to the throne.
                                 And Georgie Dubya says forty days more, then we'll send in Cruisies.

                                 Please Mr. President, don't drop your bombs here, they only kill and they maim.
                                 Please Mr. President, surely the kids aren't to blame?

                                 Syria's leader says Syria's prayerful, the folks like to kneel down and pray;
                                 Syria's leader says please stop your warmongrin', why don't you just go away?
                                 And Georgie Dubya says forty days more, then we'll send in Cruisies.

                               Please Mr. President, don't drop your bombs here, they only kill and they maim.
                               Please Mr. President, surely the kids aren't to blame?

                                 Syria's leader says Syria's prayerful, the folks like to kneel down and pray;
                                 Syria's leader says mothers are tremblin', to think of the missiles that rain;
                                 Syria's leader says people are cryin' at the thought of all of that pain;
                                 Syria's leader says not too much oil here, not much of a military gain.
                                 And Georgie Dubya says forty days more, then we'll send in Cruisies.

                              Please Mr. President, don't drop your bombs here, they only kill and they maim.
                              Please Mr. President, surely the kids aren't to blame?

                                In ten years' time they'll remember you with shame.


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Helping US exports to France.There must be a better way. There probably is. Pity that the American voters didn't think of it in November, 2004.

Maybe this one doesn't need a caption?

Acknowledgements to Pat Forster and her daughter Fran for this one.


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This is the presidential joke (or accurate documentary recording; I haven't been able to decide):

Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily briefing. He concludes by saying:
"Yesterday, three Brazilian soldiers were killed in an accident'
"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"
His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the president sits, head in hands.
Finally, the President looks up and asks...
'How many is a Brazillion ??!'


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This apparently verbatim quote came to me from Tecwen Vaughan Jones, Trinity College, Carmarthen, by way of Robert Nisbet

Bush Explains Medicare Drug Bill
WOMAN IN AUDIENCE: 'I don't really understand. How is it the new plan going to fix the problem?'
Verbatim response (PRESIDENT BUSH): BUSH: 'Because the -- all which is on the table begins to address the big cost drivers. For example, how benefits are calculated, for example, is on the table. Whether or not benefits rise based upon wage increases or price increases. There's a series of parts of the formula that are being considered. And when you couple that, those different cost drivers, affecting those -- changing those with personal accounts, the idea is to get what has been promised more likely to be -- or closer delivered to that has been promised. Does that make any sense to you? It's kind of muddled. Look, there's a series of things that cause the -- like, for example, benefits are calculated based upon the increase of wages, as opposed to the increase of prices. Some have suggested that we calculate -- the benefits will rise based upon inflation, supposed to wage increases. There is a reform that would help solve the red if that were put into effect. In other words, how fast benefits grow, how fast the promised benefits grow, if those -- if that growth is affected, it will help on the red.'


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