Why Do I Know More Than You?

So I'm supposed to applaud Matthew Dowd because he realized that George Bush was incompetent, stubborn, willful, and bullying? I'm supposed to applaud because Dowd, who changed parties and moved across the country for George Bush now knows he was used like a drunken starlet in a rapper filled VIP lounge? The New York Times gave Dowd a lot of space to tell us he fucked up. Well, you don't get a single point from me, Dowdy (is that what Bush called you when he forgot your first name?). When he said Christ was a political philosopher, when he said "fuzzy math", when he froze like a popsicle on 9/11, when he sat like an idiot at a Mensa meeting during the Katrina briefing, when he thought knowing Harriet Meiers heart was enough to make her a Supreme Court Justice, when he wouldn't fire that emissary from hell Donald Rumsfeld.
In spite of the loss of life and esteem, when he did all of these things, I knew Bush was a loser, so please excuse me if I don't crap myself because Dowd came this late to this disastrously catered party.

I want one moron who rapped Pelosi for going to Syria to now say he or she knew that three Republicans went to Syria AND met with Assad two days before Pelosi landed in Damascus, and that they lied, and that getting reliable info on a Democrat from Drudge is like getting reliable insulin from a faucet.

Dear Rosie: On behalf of anybody who lost a loved one on 9/11:
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! Their pain is not worth your ego.

Remember all those Democrats the White House dissed over the last six years? How does crow taste between two slices of bread, George?