From Living Too Much In the Bubble?, Time, September 11, 2005:
On the Monday that Hurricane Katrina landed and the Crescent City began drowning, Bush was joshing with Senator John McCain on the tarmac of an Air Force base in Arizona, posing with a melting birthday cake. Like a scene out of a Michael Moore mockumentary, he was heading into a long-planned Medicare round table at a local country club, joking that he had “spiced up” his entourage by bringing the First Lady, then noting to the audience that he had phoned Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff from Air Force One. “I said, ‘Are you working with the Governor?'” Bush recounted. “He said, ‘You bet we are.'” But the President was not talking about the killer storm. He was talking about immigration, and the Governor was Arizona’s.
From Bush’s Booze Crisis, The National Enquirer, September 21, 2005:
“When the levees broke in New Orleans, it apparently made him reach for a shot,” said one insider. “He poured himself a Texas-sized shot of straight whiskey and tossed it back. The First Lady was shocked and shouted: “Stop George!”
Sure, it’s a logical explanation for the last month’s worth of public appearances — but does this make the President the second man to appear before the United Nations General Assembly smashed out of his gourd?
Or the third?
One reply on “Damage Control Watch: In the Bubble or Off the Wagon?”
I’ve sometimes wondered if maybe America would be better of if he would just start drinking again. I mean, I bowl better drunk, maybe running the free world is similar. Even if it doesn’t work, how much worse can it get?