Showing My Cards
It was just last week. President Bush proclaimed that he would press for a vote on the second UN resolution on Iraq within a few days, “no matter what the whip count.” In his words, “It’s time for people to show their cards and let the world know where they stand on Iraq.”
By the end of the week, it became obvious that the whip count was not in the president’s favor, so the push for another vote was never made and once again Bush has egg on his face. How ironic it is that this man never seems to have enough votes. Fortunately, there isn’t a Supreme Court within the UN to bail him out on this one.
Despite the world’s biggest demonstration for peace and continued inspections, one man and a small group of advisors have determined that war is the only way. And you, and I, and the rest of the world, we stand by and litterally can’t do one damn thing about it.
Mr. President, you asked to see the cards, and now I show you mine. My cards are democracy. My cards are for diplomacy. My cards are for doing what is right. My cards represent my country, and I will not fold, nor will I throw in this hand, no matter how loud you beat your drums of war.
How dare you sir, wrap yourself in my flag. How dare you hide behind such words as Liberty, Freedom, Justice, Patriotism and Democracy. How dare you call yourself compasionate. How dare you damage longstanding dimplomatic relationships and turn the world upside-down all for the cause of removing such an insignificant dictator such as Saddam Hussein. How dare you make an attempt to run for re-election, as if you think you are qualified to lead my country.