take another moment please

we will never forget Yesterday, as you probably know, was the seventh anniversary of the day our president decided to do jack shit about intelligence regarding threats of terrorist attacks.

Now, I’m a relatively reasonable individual, and as a reasonable individual, I sometimes question my responses to situations and reconsider past actions. I don’t always change anything I’ve done or said, but I do regularly analyze my actions and the consequences that evolve from them.

So, while August 6, 2001 was obviously a bad day in presidential judgment, the day that really sticks in my craw is August 7, 2001, when neither the president nor anyone who worked for him managed to successfully reconsider the ramifications of a do-nothing approach to global politics and threats against our nation.

In fact, several years ago, I sat in a jury on a drug-related case, and that defendant’s failure to reconsider his actions despite mounting evidence which continually contradicted his worldview is what led us to convict him of negligent homicide. Not only did he make a stupid decision in the first place, but he failed to reconsider his own stupidity.

I suppose, in the case of our president, the expectation for him or his staff to reconsider the ramifications of their actions is expecting far too much. Nevertheless, beyond the sad recollection of August 6, 2001, I also find myself saddened by whatever events or non-events took place for the president on August 7, 2001, when he and his staff truly failed to keep him from being a complete and total dumbass.

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    Bush, like many recovered alcoholics, lives in a black and white world with no shades of gray and totally refuses to entertain the fact that he could be wrong, or to divine any wisdom that self-awareness could easily provide.

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