Cheney has popped out of his dungeon, scary organ music blaring, to carry on his nasty campaign of fear and loathing.Rogue Diva of Doom
By MAUREEN DOWD
Published: May 12, 2009
Sometimes Maureen Dowd gets a little carried away with her RudeNames® and epithets to the point of being too obscure. So here are the people she is really referring to in today's column.
Dick Cheney: Doomsday Dick, W.’s dark surrogate father
Rush Limbaugh: a blowhard entertainer who has had three divorces and a drug problem
Colin Powell: a four-star general who spent his life serving his country
Sarah Palin: Rogue Diva (dethroned)
George W. Bush: W., Bush Junior
George Herbert Walker Bush: Bush 41, Poppy
Jeb Bush: the sensible brother who lost his future to the scamp brother
In other Dowdisms, we get a Dowdversion™ (in addition to the sensible/scamp brother one above):
The man who never talked is now the man who won’t shut up.And the Crossword Clue© Of The Week means lacking maturity or childish.
Cheney’s numskull ideas — he still loves torture (dubbed “13th-century” stuff by Bob Woodward), Gitmo and scaring the bejesus out of Americans — are not only fixed, they’re jejune.And in a major metaphor shift, Dubya has been accused at least three times of wrecking a symbolic car into either the globe, the global economy or diplomacy, intelligence and the Gulf. Now we find that those weren't his hands on the wheel.
But with W., “Back Seat” — Cheney’s Secret Service name in the Ford administration — clambered up front. Then he totaled the car. And no amount of yapping on TV is going to change that when history is written.And let's get this sneering face phantom off of his road show and back into his coffin.
1 comment:
Well, if I have to choose a movie metaphor for this, I'd go with The Entertainer. That would make Cheney the aging vaudevillian Archie Rice (as played full tilt by Laurence Olivier).
Here's a slightly tweaked review of the movie for Cheney purposes:
Framed against a ... profoundly transformative international crisis, the metaphoric intersection between [Cheney's political life] and a country's collective consciousness becomes a reflection of the nation's gradual emergence from the delusion of its distorted self-image - the performance of the familiar, hollow spectacle from a usurped stage before a silent, adoring, imaginary audience.Just imagine Cheney in a plaid suit with straw hat, white gloves, and cane, doing soft-shoe and patter before a nation that just wants him to shut up and exit stage right.
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