So finally, at long long last, George W. Bush arrives in VietNam. About 35 years or so late. What does he do first? Just what any red-blooded American Commander In Chief would do: He lets his hosts know that "Hey, if I'd been President, instead of that cut-n-runner Democrat LBJ, I woulda whupped your ass!" (We don't mention RMN around the White House - neither Republicans nor Democrats).
While standing in front of a bust of the winner of that war, Ho Chi Minh.
What a diplomat! What a fugitive from reality!
Of course, the man is as bloodthirsty as anyone alive today, so dropping yet more bombs, shooting yet more villagers, deforesting yet more jungle, wreaking yet more havoc, year after year after year, would be no problem for this man.
I think the analysts have been wrong; I don't think the Iraq attack was about killing Saddam Hussein. I think it's just Bush making up for having missed his chance at killing gooks - he'll kill some ragheads to make up for his missed chance in Vietnam.
And, of course, he had to let the Vietnamese know how lucky they were to get off so lightly, before he sobered up enough to realize there had been a war. "Dammit, I missed all the fun!"
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