Farewell Note on the Fridge to Dubya

No Telling

Remember Bush’s farewell speech to the nation on Thursday? Neither do I. Kamikaze geese and miraculous crash landings and heroes stole that thunder. Even while the last survivor of the Hudson River crash was interviewed on CNN, President-Elect Obama’s train pulled out of the depot heading straight for the White House. More distractions.

I wanted to post a Note on the Fridge to Bush – sort of a farewell address of my own – but ended up sitting here, staring at the computer screen, fingers on the keys waiting for inspiration. I had nothing.

Maybe it’s my Southern upbringing whispering in my ear, “If you don’t have anything nice to say…” But I do.

So thank you, President Bush, for introducing us to your lovely wife. Like most Southern women who marry beneath themselves, Laura is charming, intelligent, and a rock. In the end, the best part of your legacy is her devotion. I don’t remember a word you said in your farewell speech, but I’ll always remember Laura sitting there in front, smiling, back straight, legs crossed at the ankles, tirelessly devoted, her dignity perfectly intact. The Republican party can keep their hockey moms, because most women I know are a lot more like Laura Bush.

Like most Southern men who marry better than they deserve, I’ve no doubt you’re perfectly aware of your good fortune, Mr. President. She’s got her hands full with a man like you and deserves some measure of peace. Please see that she gets it. It’s the least you can do.

7 thoughts on “Farewell Note on the Fridge to Dubya

  1. My three biggest fears:1) Birds2) Flying, namely take off and landing3) Crashing in waterYep, that was my nightmare come true.I am so glad Dubya is headed out in two days. Thank ya, Baby Jesus!!And thank Baby Jesus the DFW metroplex is huge and I probably won’t ever see him up close and personal.

  2. That’s right, you’ll be neighbors! You should make up a casserole and take it over!I’m never flying agan. I always say that and I always seem to get back on the damn planes anyway. I really mean it this time, though. The last thing I want to do is stand there waving to the cameras from a floating airplane wing in the middle of the Mississippi River. Good God.

  3. Thanks, Susan! I’ve always told my writing students that if they’re too scared to put their writing out in public, start with a note on the fridge. You can always move to rant-poetry on the light-poles later.Or letters to the editor. Who knows?Glad you stopped by!

  4. thank goodness this time the comment thingy wants to work…so i can tell you straight off the cuff how much i'm enjoying my trawlings through your pages.

    it may take me some time [the trawling, that is]


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