Monday, April 18, 2005



You've probably already had this one forwarded to your email account, perhaps several times.

President Bush and Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld are sitting in a bar.

A guy walks in and asks the barman, "Isn't that Bush and Rumsfeld sitting over there?"
The bartender says, "Yep, that's them."

So the guy walks over and says, "Wow, this is a real honor! What are you guys doing in here?"

Bush says, "We're planning World War III."

And the guy says, "Really? What's going to happen?"

Bush says, "Well, we're going to kill 140 million Muslims and one blonde with big tits."

The guy exclaimed, "A blonde with big tits? Why kill a blonde with big tits?"

Bush turns to Rumsfeld and says, "See, I told you no one cares about the 140 million Muslims."

If you laughed and you live in the United States, the odds are high that you laughed because you don't care about 140 million Muslims. The joke itself is predicated on the subject of the joke being stunned not by the enormity of those deaths, but the incongruity of killing one beer spokesmodel.

But here's the serious side of this joke: It's believable because you can picture this conversation happening with President Bush and Secretary Rumsfeld involved. Its their callous disregard for others that seems to drive the current administration. With the exception of Bill Clinton, who managed to bomb a few white guys, as George Carlin once pointed out, American foreign policy since the Germans surrendered in World War II has pretty much consisted of Americans bombing brown people. This is an administration that doesn't believe in international cooperation (ironically, after his father's was often criticized for appearing to lead the US into a global government)

Meanwhile, the architect of the September 11, 2001 attacks sits in his hiding place as if he had the largest silicon implants in the world. Thank God the credit card companies can now suck more money out of bankrupt Americans to contribute to Republican political candidates. I was worried there fore a minute, weren't you?

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