Joe Wilson and his wife, She Who Must Not Be Named, were two of the most visible attendees at the White House Correspondents Dinner on Saturday.
In the aftermath, after President Bush stole the show with a bravura performance that outclassed just about everything else that night, Wilson was quoted as telling various reporters that some Republicans blamed him for President Bush’s low approval ratings.
Whatever Wilson was being served by ABC News at its pre-dinner party, we’d like a big pot of it, whatever it was, because Wilson must be seeing lots of pretty colors and living in a fantasy world. No Republican with a mind is even thinking of Wilson at this stage of the game. He’s a has-been, a washed up, retired, mediocre foreign service officer, who talked a good game of “having contacts” in Africa to his wife, and then failed her when she got him an important gig that should have been assigned to more qualified people.
The President’s problems reside solely at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue and up on Capitol Hill, where messaging and legislative discipline need to be put on the priority list.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?