Fun, Fun, Fun 'til Daddy Took the T-Bird Away

Fun, fun, fun was what Boy George, Cheney, Rummy, Rove and the neo-con-artists were having until George the Elder finally stepped in and had his men take control of his son. The midterms forced the old man's hand, though the Baker-Hamilton Commission was already a precursor of Rumsfeld's departure.

It was incredible to hear that in Bob Woodward's "State of Denial" that the Elder "did not want to interfere" in his son's ruination of our armed forces in Iraq and the Republican majority. To paraphrase: He wanted his son to have a chance to do it himself. What in God's name was that all about?

That is what you're supposed to do when a teenager is learning to drive or your kid is trying to win the soap box derby. It's not what you do when he is running the most powerful country in the world into the ground. Wait and see if he could do it himself? What a pitiable excuse for not taking action before this.

Now, with the appointment of Robert Gates as Secretary of Defense, Bush's father has essentially retaken control of the government of the country. Bush the younger and his cohorts Cheney, Rove, and Rumsfeld did not even want the Baker-Hamilton commission formed, let alone to issue a report on Iraq.

To the contrary, yesterday at his press conference, little George sounded like he could hardly wait for the Baker-Hamilton report to save him from further humiliation. There is hope now that, between Daddy and the Democrats, the US will salvage something out of Iraq and start rebuilding badly strained relations with allies.

One thing is for sure. Little George won't really be at the wheel anymore. Daddy took the keys away last weekend. Now Boy George will just be pretending to drive the T-Bird while sitting still in his driveway.