January 22, 2004
Bush, BBQ Pusher
Read this strange conversation between Bush and the press pool. Some highlights:
"Put some of your high-priced money right here"
"My job is to secure the homeland and that's exactly what we're going to do. But I'm here to take somebody's order"
"Let me explain how the economy works"
(emphases mine)
There's more. What really gets me about this, beyond Bush's single-minded devotion to buying some ribs, is that he feels the need to elevate the act of buying them into some grand statement ("I'm here to help this restaurant by buying some food") as if it's some supremely moral act.
Maybe I'm just feeling grumpy. It's funny, slightly disturbing stuff, either way.
Strange, sure, but I don't think he was making his purchase of ribs into an economic crusade. It seems more like he was just trying to avoid the questions and prevent it from turning into a press conference.
I know.. give me a break. I have to bash him sometimes. :)
Actually, if you're looking to bash him, you missed a spot:
"Q What would you like?
THE PRESIDENT: Whatever you think I'd like."
That's what we need. A decisive presence in the . . . uh . . . smokehouse.
Damn I'm clever.