Mike Hendricks over at The Star had some of the same observations I do. But I'm not beholden to any corporate masters, so I am able to express much the same point of view with greater eloquence and color.
WHAT A FUCKING DOUCHE-NOZZLE!! Bush spent last night at The Intercontinental on The Counry Clup Plaza in midtown. This morning, at 7:50am, the inconsiderate asshole closes off a major commuter artery into downtown KC at the height of rush hour so that his security entourage could motor 15 minutes north of KC to have breakfast with some local politicos and celebrities (like George Brett, Carl Petersen, Kitt Bond, Sam Graves, Tery Dunn and Ann Dickenson)at a diner in Parkville. Where he had ONE FUCKING BUISCUIT!
Bush may as well have stood up in the sun-roof of the presidential limosine and used both hands to flip off everyone made late to work by his political photo op while yelling "I'M PRESIDENT BUSH! FUCK ALL Y'ALL!!! HOW DO YA LIKE ME NOW, BITCHES?!?!?!"
What an asshat. Hey, here's a thought. Next time, how about all of you sycophants looking to jack off the president get in your own cars and motor on down to where the president is staying and have breakfast with him there? Huh?
Nobody has held up traffic for George Brett since 1985. Carl Petersen, Kitt Bond and Sam Graves can take their chances in rush hour traffic like everyone else. I'm betting The Intercontinental on The Plaza can put on a pretty impressive breakfast spread. Especially if all the president wants is A FUCKING BISCUIT!!