Watching the inauguration yesterday, when they showed Dick Cheney in a wheelchair with a cane across his lap, all I could think of was that old Saturday Night Live skit of the supposed "alternate ending" to It's a Wonderful Life, where George Bailey and an angry mob of townspeople stormed Mr. Potter's house, dumped him out of his wheelchair, and kicked the living daylights out of him.
And I wasn't alone; some of my co-workers were snickering about how the White House aides should just eschew the wheelchair ramp, find a nice long set of stairs, and give the chair a little nudge.
Gosh, we're mean.
Unfortunately, made me think of Dr. Strangelove.
ReplyDeleteBecause I am not such a nice person, actually....
ReplyDelete(the captcha word is "chany" -- I shit you not.)
You know, if Cheney hadn't been such a rat bastard during his time in office, I doubt I'd be wanting to kick the shit out of him so badly right now.
ReplyDeleteI don't think there's anyone in British politics who makes me feel like that right now.
ReplyDeleteBut Margaret Thatcher... oooooh, there was a malignancy.