What a week or so for the Bushies! First Zarkawi’s rather pristine-looking (considering the half-ton’s worth of bombs supposedly dropped on it) body gets paraded around, then Karl Goebbels, er, I mean, Rove apparently is off the hook for destroying the career of who knows how many CIA operatives, and then dear leader majestically swoops down on Baghdad (too bad they didn’t give him an exciting ride down Route Irish) for a visit. Plus, the Jebster gets to look all exectuive-like, in charge during the firs tropical storm of the season. Is this the beginning of the comeback? Are the sheeple stupid enough to suddenly say, “you know what, everything’s just fucking great afterall?” Beats me, I don’t know. All I do know is that I’ve got 52 days to go. Happy hump day, y’all.