Harry Taylor speaking for me, though far too politely

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"While I listen to you talk about freedom, I see you assert your right to tap my telephone, to arrest me and hold me without charges, to try to preclude me from breathing clean air and drinking clean water," real estate broker Harry Taylor told Bush at a town hall meeting. "I have never felt more ashamed of nor more frightened by my leadership in Washington."
Just say it Harry, "You're right to be Nixonian King George of Bush.

The audience at Central Piedmont Community College booed, but Bush seemed to take the criticism in stride.
"I'm not your favorite guy," the president said. "What's your question?"
Typical vacuous, frat boy response.
Maybe The King of Crawford had a few beer bongs before he gave this public appearance.

Taylor didn't have one, but he wasn't finished.
"I feel like, despite your rhetoric, that compassion and common sense have been left far behind during your administration," he told Bush. "And I would hope, from time to time, that you have the humility and the grace to be ashamed of yourself."
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You should have just called him a lair, Harry. Most of the country sees him that way, and are enraged with the arrogant, democracy destroying repiglikkkan congress with its minority jellyfish-like, cowering dimocraps over their refusal to hold this wanna be monarch to account.