“I hope Jeb runs. I think he would be a great president," Bush said in an interview on CNN’s “The Lead with Jake Tapper. ”I have no clue what's on his mind. And we'll talk when he's ready,”
Friday, May 2, 2014
Bush 43: 'I hope Jeb runs'
Former President George W. Bush on Thursday said he hopes his brother Jeb runs for president in 2016, but added he has “no clue” what’s on his mind.
“I hope Jeb runs. I think he would be a great president," Bush said in an interview on CNN’s “The Lead with Jake Tapper. ”I have no clue what's on his mind. And we'll talk when he's ready,”
“I hope Jeb runs. I think he would be a great president," Bush said in an interview on CNN’s “The Lead with Jake Tapper. ”I have no clue what's on his mind. And we'll talk when he's ready,”
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A good brother and a good man.
That said....noooooooooooooo!
Stay out the Bushes!
Exactly the wrong candidate. Let the Dems nominate the past. Republicans have the first opportunity in a long time to be the true party of progress as they were founded to be. Time to look to new names, ideas, and standards. Let the fossils rest in peace.
I think he can win, but why bother?
Agree with Darcy. Jeb is a good guy and I have nothing against him but NOOOOOOOOO>
No more Bush no more Clinton.
What Darcy said.
Jeb apparently had a good record as governor, but we need somebody who understands the Lefties are as much the enemy as the Muzzies.
We need a fighter.
Based on the performance of the two George's, there is no reason to think Jeb would be a great president.
I wonder what the true dynamics are between these two brothers? Jeb is Babs spitting image and I'm guessing much less the rebel than Dubyah was when young. Of course what with the age difference Dubyah may have barely given Jeb a thought while growing up. Probably thought of him as a bit of a prig and also resented that Jeb was the apple of Babs' eye. I'm guessing Jeb was easier for both his parents to love. Another resentment for Dubyah. That's all I got....for now.
Jeb is the Young Joe of the family.
Dubya was more Jack.
Jeb's interesting in that he chose not to follow the Ivy League route. Although he did high school at the Phillips Academy in Massachusetts, his went to the University of Texas. And he married a Mexican woman (daughter of a migrant worker) he met while on a student exchange program.
He did an Uncommon Knowledge interview last year in which he comes across as a pretty sharp guy, I think.
Which one is Fredo?
I'm sure he's a smart guy, and a nice guy, and relatively conservative, but he is a Bush, and that means nothing changes, and we need big changes. We need energy, forcefulness, real faith in the founders vision. He will not shrink the government. It's just not a Bush thing, and that goes for all the other insiders who have been around for the great expansion, and did nothing or worse.
I think we need to breed the Kennedys, Clintons, Bushes and what the hell, throw in some Nixon descendents and just let the ruling families give their jobs to their ugly and increasingly stupid offspring. Worked for England, and we seem to be headed that way here.
”I have no clue..."
Was there more to that sentence?
He looks dependable, predictable, and likable.. You're not throwing the dice with him. Obama was an experiment, and notable more for his failures than his successes. Perhaps the familiarity people have with the Bush brand will be a feature not a bug. You could go further and do worse. That's not much of a slogan, but that's the basis for many marriages.
You see it all went back to the old days. W had graduated and finished his time in the Air National Guard. We were courting after all man Prescott Bush introduced us after I had met him at the Bohemian grove. I was going back to school because I couldn’t be married to a Bush with just a high school education and experience at the Peeps in Times Square. W would come by and we would hang out and have a few margaritas. Even so often his geeky little brother would tag along. While this was going on Poppy Bush had proposed W as a legacy inductee to the Bohemian Grove. Now technically you were supposed to be an accomplished businessman or soldier or tycoon of one sort or another but all the old families got their kids in when they turned twenty one. W was kind of star struck with some of the old men he met there. There was Nelson Rockefellers who was a pussy hound of the first water and old Bob Taft who was such a symbol of old school GOP values that he gave W a chubbie. But his favorite friend of all time that he made in the Bohemian Grove was of course Joe DiMaggio.
Now Joe wasn’t your typical member of the club but all of those old coots were jock sniffers so they let in people like Joe and Ted Williams and Stan Musial. Not Willie Mays of course because he could only stand on the lawn and hold a lantern for those good old boys. Joe was very depressed ever since Marilyn died and he was out and about banging anything that moved. He would hang around with his friend Sinatra and they would pass the boards back and forth like they were baseball cards or some such. They went through all the slutty hose bags of those days. Mamie Van Doren. Anita Gillette. Mia Farrow. Juliet Prowse. Betty White. And of course my dear friend Joey Heatherton.
Joey was just as depressed as Jolt’n Joe because her marriage to Lance Rentzel had gone south when he got nabbed for being a weenie wagger. She had a long term affair with Bob Hope but that was more business than pleasure as she had to give him a Dirty Sanchez now and again so he would take her on his USO tours. They were tapering off though since Vietnam had ended and to be sure Bob little taper was tapering off since they hadn’t invented Viagra yet. Well they had invented it but only Armand Hammer and Nelson Rockefeller had it and they weren’t sharing. So Joey would hook up with random celebrities at various Hollywood parties. She even did it with Jake and Fatman and BJ and the Bear. But that is another story.
We were still tight as sisters from the days we used to share an apartment in New York and one day she called me up to invite me on cruise. It seems she was going to be on the “Love Boat” and she could invite some friends to serve as extras. This episode was a Canadian cruise out of New York that would stop over in Bar Harbor Maine which is just a hop and skip from Kennebunkport. So we decided to get on the ship and watch as they filmed the episode. The only problem was that Poppy and that bitch Babs were going away on a campaign swing and we had to watch Doro and that pissant Jeb.
We got on the ship and got our cabin and went down to watch the filming. You know about the ”Love Boat.” There were always three stories and they were broken into segments. One had Phil Silvers and Ethel Merman in an old age love story. The other had Joey hooking up with Bert Convey. And the best one was the one and only Charo who plays a young Cuban refugee who fell I love with Gopher and wanted to sing with the band. The best part about the trip was all the drinking. Whooa Nellie did they booze it up. They made Don Draper look like the Church Lady. W was in his drinking phase so he was out carousing with Doc and Isaac and Phil Silvers all night long. I hung out with Joey as we talked about old times and how our lives had diverged into such different paths. She was very sad and drinking and crying so I didn’t have time to keep an eye on Doro and Jeb. I left them to their own devices. Doro followed around one of the Filipino stewards making goo goo eyes at him since he was the closest thing to a Chinaman she could find. And Jeb would follow around Charo like a sick little puppy.
Jeb was only fourteen and a puffy glasses wearing nerd. But Charo was very nice to him. She talked to him. Well at least she babbled in her broken Spanglish. She taught him a few cords on the guitar. He was in love.
Now it so happened that Joe D was on the trip with Charo. He was hanging with her and banging the shit out of her most of the time but he started drinking and playing cards with W and the boys and Charo got pissed. So pissed that she threatened him one night that she would go out and bang the first swinging dick that came along. Joe just laughed. I mean he was used to dealing with Marilyn so Charo was no big fucking deal. So she stormed off the Lido deck and ran it to Jeb who was hanging around mooning over her. She grabbed him by the arm and took him up to the fiesta deck and banged him on deck chair all night. Jeb never recovered. He was addicted to Latina poon since that very night. He couldn’t live without it. He ended up marrying this Mexican girl that was the maid and towel changer in a Vegas Cat House. Babs was furious. W and I could only laugh. Jeb was caught by the choocie choocie.
So it seems unlikely that Jeb would be running anytime soon. I mean you have to figure that Charo will spill the beans. Or Susan Martinez will blab about the time Jeb got caught sniffing her seat at that governor’s conference. He has too many sombrero skeletons in his closet. It ain’t gonna happen. It wouldn’t be prudent.
Plus W is going to endorse Rand Paul. Rove has photos of him with a goat and a guy dressed like one of those Area 51 aliens. We can control him. It’s all set.
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