Out of the Bushes, A Shadow Government
|By CW Fisher
Throughout the Bush presidency I’ve been nagged by a mystery, nothing more than a feeling, but a strong one, that some essential piece of information has been right in front of us that could blow the lid off this company– country. Sorry about that.
When former Treasury Secretary Paul O’Neill recently declared that the Bushies had talked of invading Iraq before September 11, 2001, I was shocked. It was like I’d been shuffling across a thick carpet and touched a door knob.
Maybe the reason Mr. O’Neill’s assertion had such little impact was because he merely confirmed what many of us are in varying stages of figuring out.
Everybody knows Geo.D wanted Saddam’s ashes in a can for trying to kill his Poppy. Saddam was going down.
It was a dot to dot. Gradually the picture fills in. The decision to invade Iraq was likely made long before a candidate was even picked. It wouldn’t be surprising if Cheney was on the team before Bush. The identity of the true progenitor of this “shadow government,” as Dick Cheney called it, is unknown. Obviously it’s James Baker. All signs point to him as the de facto chairman of AmeriCo.
Who takes the Florida vote straight to the Supreme Court? Baker! James Baker. Who gets debt relief from the French for Iraq? Baker! Damn right. They say this cat Baker a bad mother-shutyomouf!
Nothing has changed. The Bushes have always called Mr. Baker in crisis. There’s no doubt he’s smarter than any of the Bushes, perhaps all of the Bushes put together--it’s just so hard to measure those types of things, especially factoring in his brother Neil.
September 11 may have delayed the invasion but the Bushians didn’t let it interfere; in some ways it gave them cover. They couldn’t make a terrorist pitch stick against Iraq, so they went with the original plan, WMD, and bought in key members of Congress a few at a time in a bug-proof room of the capitol building where it can be presumed they shared their best shot, the bogus Nigerian receipt for dirty bomb parts, then sent them loose to act like big shots who knew but couldn’t tell. Nobody can resist being handed that kind of power. Knowing that the gist of their message would get out quickly, the Bushians triumphed, privately, laughing creepily. Congress gave them a blank check. Dubya got it done.
Or was it Mr. Baker again? James Baker. Chairman of the Board. AmeriCo.
Sept. 11 gave President Bush a single focus: the security of the American people. He raised his pitch in the righteousness of victimhood, but the world saw vengeance. To the world it looked like Bush couldn’t punch Osama so he was going to punch Saddam. Basic bully stuff. You can’t reason with a person like that.
George Bush may have been a little nuts in those days, but he never left a doubt that he meant business. He would not tolerate weapons of mass destruction to be pointed at his country. He was goin’ in. Imaginary or not!
Dubya, Dubya, toil and twubya. George is only doing what he knows how to do; working the playground, playing the part, picking up the script from where the story left off; it’s Godfather II, he’s Al Pacino, only worse, he’s for real and he knows it. A classic bully, surrounded by sycophants, right down to the loyal old timers from Poppy’s turn.
George W. Bush, eldest son, boyhood leader, father’s avenger, mother’s servant, accidental front man for the most powerful organization on earth: The United States of AmeriCo.
Unattached to policy, disinterested in details, George W. Bush requires little tutoring to understand what needs to be done and just how to say it so it’s punchy. Real punchy. One punch after another. Punchy. Like that.
Mr. Bush has evolved into a man of measured words, perhaps because he has so few at his disposal. This is where his cool looks come in. Picture him alone before a three-way. Bring it on. That’s right. Alive? Dead? Doesn’t matter. I personally? I’d like to see Saddam pay the ultimate penalty. That’s right. You're going to Mars. You like that?
What I found so frightening in Paul O’Neill’s story was not the part about Iraq, but his description of his job interview, a one hour meeting in which George Bush said absolutely nothing.
Taking it all in? So absorbed in what he was hearing he was unable to speak?
Or was George simply unable to understand a single word that came out of the mouth of his future Treasurer, and rather than admit it, didn’t he simply sulk, hoping it would appear that he was brooding, maybe even troubled by some of it?
George has his share of problems, it’s no secret, but he does a pretty workmanlike job for the company and it’s appreciated. He’s not stupid. Nobody’s dumb enough to imply that. It's true he’s mostly sideshow and diversions, and he can sulk a bit when they don't let him do everything he wants.
AmeriCo is set up a little differently from World One, it's really not for us to know, but George Bush is essentially a hand puppet and a damn good one. And the hand inside him is a fist the size of Texas and it packs a punch as seen on TV. He’s a rootin’ tootin rodeo cowboy all right.
But thank God he’s not really in charge.
Obviously Bush never hired O’Neill, and the reason he was silent and squirming during the interview was because he was obeying someone unseen.