Bush, who never really had to fight for anything in his life, is battered and bruised by ever-increasing setbacks to his presidency and is clearly tired. One only had to watch his listless performance at the press conference Tuesday to see that. Or maybe it’s the drugs and booze.
In the middle of the 57th month of his presidency, George W. Bush is like a Texas rancher who is trapped in the middle of his own pasture, but doesn’t know it. He keeps insisting that he’ll just put his best foot forward — never noticing that he is surrounded by nothing but upturned rakes.