Catastrophic Blunderers - TPO

Catastrophic Blunderers
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James Buchanan (1791-1868) - 15th U.S President ... a do-nothing, "après-moi, le deluge" type. He knew a great storm was building, but he left it all to Abraham Lincoln to confront and take on.












Andrew W. Mellon (1855-1937) - Secretary of the Treasury in 1929. His prescriptions for the economic disaster of the time ...
"Liquidate labor, liquidate stocks,
liquidate the farmers, liquidate real estate ... it will purge the rottenness out of the system."










Arthur Neville Chamberlain (1869-1940) - British prime minister, 1937-1940, a total dupe, and Hitler appeaser, who nearly brought shame to Britain.














George W. Bush (1946 - ) - 43rd U.S President ... two wars (one completely unjustifiable), and an economy near shambles at the end of his second term.














John S. McCain (1936 - ) - Republican U.S Senator and 2008 Presidential candidate from Arizona ... couldn't even remember how many homes he owned.













Sarah Palin (1964 - ) - Alaska's half-term Republican governor, and McCain's vice-presidential candidate ... screws up on facts and history almost on a constant basis, but never admits or owns up to mistakes ... like many dangerous demagogues, charismatic and lucky.











Michele Bachmann (1956 - ) - Republican U.S. Representative from Minnesota, identical to Sarah Palin on approach to facts and history ... fanatical, and even a bit of a religious zealot.






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Our reaction to these people can only be to wish to ...

 

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? - by William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?



Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.