"I am determined to prove a villain"

[sabotabby]

It might be because I enjoy (and write) fiction where villains have complex and even sympathetic motivations, but I prefer not to imagine the Bush twirling his Snidely Whiplash mustache and committing evil acts for the sake of evil. Cardboard bad guys make for uninteresting stories and even worse politics.



Except that when I read about this, I just pictured him rubbing his hands together and cackling, maniacally: "All your political processes are now belong to me."

Comments

[elgordochico.livejournal.com]

That's hilarious on two counts.

First is my fault. I misread your statement as "when I read this." Seeing as "this" just happens to be a wordy memorandum from Bush, it led me on an amusing stroll in which I saw you sipping fine wine and reading "this" document, and you were having a change of heart about Bush. Then, you started typing a post admitting a secret infatuation with George W. Bush, and this led to a riot, yada yada yada, and somehow you ended up rescuing him from an angry mob in your hover car. Of course, all this didn't make sense about an almost mustache-twirlingly evil man, but who am I to argue with imagination?

Second count is your fault. This post comes just in time. As it so happens, I was picturing Bush almost exactly in this way. He nuked Iran before lunch, post-lunch he suspended habeas corpus, and by dinner he was having a stagasaurus burger with Barney and--for some reason I cannot fathom--he was shouting yaba daba doo and wielding a dinosaur bone like a club in defense of an injured T-Rex, who was being viciously attacked by Adam and Eve.

Funny thing that imagination...

[sabotabby]

Your imagination nearly cost me my keyboard. Though I suppose it's partially my fault for reading your comment whilst drinking my morning coffee.