“The Great Louse Detective” President”
As Bush’s top advisors continue to go crazy and jump ship, I’m reminded of a Simpsons episode: “The Great Louse Detective.”
A particularly relevant excerpt:
(Homer George W. Bush, crowned and sceptered as the king of Springfield’s Mardi Gras America, is riding his float in the parade. He is accelerating downhill, towards the Museum of Swordfish, when he discovers the brake lines have been cut and he can’t stop. Impalement is imminent.)
Homer Bush: Attention, drunken idiots, this is your king! Sacrifice yourselves to slow me down!
(Three drunken idiots fling themselves to the ground in the float’s path)
The first Brownie: Ooh, that’s heavy!
(#1 falls silent, facedown)
The second Rumsfeld: Ahhhhhhhh!
(#2 falls silent, facedown)
The third Gonzales: Uh! Hey, how ’bout some beads?
Homer Bush: They’re not for dudes!
The third Gonzales: That’s cool.
(#3 collapses, presumably dead/crushed)
