. . . Bush comes off there as compassionate and well-intentioned — a man who came into office underprepared and overly reliant on his wily vice president and who found his footing only after making some tragically bad decisions. Baker’s Bush is a flawed character you find yourself rooting for, even as you wince at his judgment.
But as is the way in modern Washington, it was never enough for Bush’s political opponents that he was miscast or misguided. He had to be something worse than that — or, more precisely, a lot of things worse. He had to be the most catastrophic president ever, in the history of ever. He had to be a messianic war criminal. Or a corporate plant looking to trade blood for oil. Or a doofus barely able to construct a sentence.
Yeah, it’s amazing anyone figured out how to get under his skin with all that complexity stuff going on.
Maybe it’s how we distort the present and forget the past. I don’t know. Which is why I don’t get paid to write stuff about kicking rocks, or brahumming on the nature of man. I’m just not made of the right professional left over stuff. And such.