From Thursday’s ‘Pub gabfest:
“Look, I’m in [the] establishment because my dad, the greatest man alive, was president of the United States, and my brother, whom I adore as well, [who] is a fantastic brother, was president as well — fine, I’ll take it,” Bush said. “And I’m part of the establishment because Barbara Bush is my mom. Fine, I’ll take it.” —Washington Examiner
Seems like it was only a few months ago that Jeb! was stammering awkwardly about his big brother Monkey Boy’s invasion of Iraq, and resisting any references to his pedigree out of concern for “Bush Overload” and family entitlements. Now he has his 90 year old Mom in a campaign video, assuring us that “his heart is big.”
Sounds like a medical condition to me. And Trump piled on, of course, sneering in a tweet about Jeb! “relying on his mommy.”
Gotta wonder about a guy so spineless and shallow that he weighs the political pros and cons of his own family’s status before flipping the switch and embracing it. This coming about the same time as the PAC pushing his candidacy links his stout pro-life credentials by flashing a photo of Terri Schiavo. That sad incident might have been the nadir of his administration, and calling it up to scrape together a few more votes reeks of desperation, not to mention tastelessness.
It adds up, though — simultaneously invoking the brain dead and his older brother. I can do tasteless, too.