Does Bush speak in euphamisims to avoid culpability?

Noone can apparently say for certain what "swatting at flies" really means. Either he's Chaunce DeGardener or a mob boss, talking in code so noone can every prove what he meant by anything. What a great way to avoid responsibility.

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nodded and winked the entire 2nd week of Sept. '01

Chauncey stared for a moment and then blinked twice. "Yes, I don't want to swat at the flies anymore", he said. "The flies are swift when they have basked for an hour or so in the morning sunlight."

The rich industrialist leaned back in his chair, raised his finger wisely and said, "I think I understand what our young friend is telling us. Terrorists might be among us now and are taking advantage of our open and tolerant society to hide their deadly plans."

Chauncey laughed nervously and continued, "Yes, the flies like to feast on dung from far away fields and then fly down and soil the fried chicken we brought for our picnic."

"Don't try to shock me, young man", the industrialist said. "I know something about dung - camel dung from the Arabian desert during the war." The old man then raised himself up quickly with a start. "That's it!", he said. "You're talking about camel dung - Saudia Arabian money, and our picnic chicken is something valuable to us that is in danger of being soiled by something like flies."

Chauncey was becoming amused now, talking about flies and dung and chicken, because he was happiest when dots were emerging that he had no chance of connecting. Perpetual disconnectedness was his comfort zone.

With a sly smile Chauncey countered the excited industrialist. "Oh yes, a hundred pieces of fried chicken stood up on end can look like the buildings of a great city, and the flies can land on any piece and make it bad, but who knows which piece the flies might want to visit?"

The aging industrialist fell forward from his chair into the floor with a hard clump. He called for his aides and when they had picked him up he whispered that he needed to speak to his old friend, Markley, who was still at the CIA. "Get me Matt Markley, now, dammit" he said. "NOW! This Gardener guy knows something about what is going to happen in one of our largest cities with something flying ... probably airplanes."

Chauncey heard the comment about airplanes and said "Oh no, not airplanes, but those big flies that can sting, they are going to land on our picnic and soil it."

"Damn, you're talking about jet airplanes now, aren't you, Chauncey?" said the old man. Chauncey smiled and said, "An airplane is to a jet as a fly is to a bumblebee."

The old man yelled at Chauncey, "You fucking idiot, you know something really big is going to happen, don't you?"

Not being one to ever disappoint another, especially not his gracious host, Chauncey replied "Yes ... heh-heh ... the giant bees full of Arabian camel dung are going to fly into a city that is like a big chicken picnic and strike with their stingers."

Chauncey thought about his words, they sounded like a row of daffodils look in the spring, kind of round and yellow but straight at the edges, like a fish on a line, and he stared upward to admire the disconnected dots swirling around the room, and he thought, briefly, these words ... "Damn, if I was still in Texas I could get re-elected saying this shit."

They were having the meeting outside, and Bush was literally tired of swatting at flies.

Either that, or Dubya forgot to keep the screen shut in the oval office. Either way, he really was tired of swatting at flies.

It may sound absurd, but like Clarke said, is there ever any mention of Bush asking for this policy afterwards? No.

Euphamisms? Culpability?

Ladies and Gentlemen, we're talking about a quote from George W. Bush. Let's not forget that.

I think he just got that way from constantly watching cartoons. I hear he doesn't like any "grown up" programming like the news or anything.