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Memo to America: YOU ASKED FOR IT.

So there's apparently a bit of a kerfuffle over something President Bush said over the weekend. Georgie Boy was asked if his administration should be held accountable for the Mesopotamian Cluster-Fuck that just keeps getting worse. And let's get this out of the way right now... ACTUAL QUOTE TIME!

"We had an accountability moment, and that's called the 2004 elections. The American people listened to different assessments made about what was taking place in Iraq, and they looked at the two candidates, and chose me."

The arrogance! The unmitigated gall! Why, Ted Kennedy called it "ridiculous!" Carl Levin said something roughly equivalent to "nu-UH!" and took an entire paragraph to do it. The Bloggy Left is in an uproar! Which is why it's such a shame that I have to type the single most painful sentence in the history of this column. That stupid, hateful, ignorant, chimp-lookin', brush-clearin', poor-hatin', brown-hatin', incompetent, lying, silver-spoon sheepraper is right.

Do you know how wrong you have to be to make Bush right. Really fucking wrong. This makes defending Randy Moss look like a walk in the park. Defending Bush makes my small intestine try to escape out both ends just to get away from me. But he's right. We had our moment to hold him accountable, and we didn't, and so we've blown our shot for at least two years.

It doesn't matter that he only got 51% of the vote. That 48% opposed him. That 40% didn't even bother to vote. This was not some kind of proportional referendum. American politics is called WINNER TAKES ALL for a reason, and it's because the loser doesn't even get sent home with Rice-A-Roni and a case of Turtle Wax. Winner. Takes. All. The Bush administration knows this, which is why they pulled out every trick in the book, plus half a dozen tricks nobody's written down yet, to make damn sure they won.

Just because the Democrats wouldn't take a 51% majority and run with it like they just got named God-King of Fuckutopia doesn't mean Bush can't, or won't. And if now, in January, you want to bitch and moan about Bush's arrogance, well, you're two fucking months too late, aren't you? This is what the election was about. And if you thought it wasn't, or voted as if it wasn't, tough shit.

"Oh, but the election wasn't just about Iraq!" Except that it sorta was. And it was sorta all about corruption. And it was sorta all about the economy. Because really, this election was entirely about accountability.

On November 2, our nation went to the voting booth and were asked a simple question: How much shit can one man pull and still get re-elected in this country? Can someone REALLY get away with invading a country over nonexistent WMD's, fucking up that invasion, encouraging and allowing an epic insurgency, profiteering, lying, screwing over anyone who crossed them, outing CIA operatives, appointing a crew of incompetents and failures to surround you, etcetera, etcetra, ad infinitum... can someone do ALL THAT and still stay in office? And we answered YES.

Not all of us. Not even, technically, most of us. But enough of us. Too many of us. Certainly more of us than is reasonable, rational, or sane.

We had our chance to hold him accountable, and if "accountability" mattered at all, if complete and utter failure meant one iota beyond party politics, Kerry would have won in a landslide. But even people who thought Bush was a failure voted for him, and so, Bush is perfectly justified in thinking he can keep doing what he's doing. Keep lying, keep fucking up, keep not giving a damn. Line his pockets, destroy Social Security, bomb Iran (y'all DID see where Seymour Hersh, the guy who told us about Abu Ghraib, has found out they're planning to bomb Iran, right?), whatever. We approved it. Carl Levin does not get to bitch. Carl Levin, and the rest of the Democrats, knew this was at stake, and they didn't fight hard enough.

We fucked it up, and Bush gets to run things his way for four more years. As much as I hate it, as much as it sucks, I can't help but think that the millions of pricks who made it happen are a lot more culpable than the Prick-In-Chief who, in a completely uncharacteristic Honesty Moment, actually said something that reflected reality. Ugly, ugly, awful reality.