I Wish I Had Those Two Hours Back

By Conrad Spencer

Watching the State of the Union last night, complete with the speech, the opposition's response, the pre-game and post-game commentary, I couldn't help but think those two hours would have been better spent reading the dictionary or watching snuff flicks.

Bush offered scarce new rhetoric and even less meaningful rhetoric. More and more, I think of the State of the Union as an hour-long pick up line -- the sweet nothings whispered by a president trying to coax the nation back to his place for things unmentionable on a family blog such as this.

The always obscene and usually insightful Rude Pundit has a great analysis of the SOTS here, including this gem:

Bush sayin' that Americans are "addicted to oil" is like your crack dealer standin' over your shakin', shittin' body and tellin' you it's time to get off the crack, but, hey, while you're doin' that, you wanna buy some crack?

And that's yet one more way I could have spent my evening.