Dear Mr. Bush,<\/p>\n
I have always hated you. Let\u2019s be clear on that. When my trusted friends and family asked me to show a little temperance on my blog and in my conversations, I found myself unable. I was, and am, irrational when it comes to you. When my friends, only playing devil\u2019s advocate, would try to reason around my rage, saying \u201cat least Hussein is out of power\u201d and then \u201cat least we caught him\u201d or even \u201cMichelle, stop using the f-word so much when you talk about Bush\u201d, I could only leave the room. It was the only way to still the seething, pouring hatred from coating the people I love. So let\u2019s have the cards on the table: I have always thought you were stupid, evil, and a horrible, destructive joke. When you were running for presidency the first time, I was laughing at you. I thought that there was NO WAY that ANY smart, thinking, caring, loving person would vote for you. But they did. Almost half of this country voted for you. The laugh was on me.<\/p>\n
But let\u2019s start there. Almost half. Not even half. Not even half the country voted for you, and yet, you stole the presidency. And very briefly, let\u2019s go back even further. Let\u2019s talk about your dad, and let\u2019s think about his foreign policy and his legacy that bred further hatred for Americans all over the world. I certainly don\u2019t think the son should bear the sins of the father, but you seem to have brought all of those sins packed neatly in a carry-on bag which, devastatingly, is linked with the bags in the overhead compartments that hit towers in the city I love. But\u2026 before I let my ugly, pus-filled, throbbing hatred get the better of me, I should move on.<\/p>\n
When you let the snowmobiles in Yellowstone, that was bad. I mean, that was really bad. I lived there in that beautiful National Park for a month last summer and I saw wildlife and hiked trails that you sold out for a couple more votes. But if I had known then what I know now, that you set your eye on Iraq long before 9\/11, that you twisted the American public\u2019s minds until some of us actually believed that 9\/11 and Hussein were linked, that there might actually have been WMD\u2019s in Iraq, that, and this is what I truly believe, you were GLAD that 9\/11 happened. You were. In fact, I wouldn\u2019t be surprised if I found out that you knew it was coming and you let it happen. We hated you, Mr. President. Your country hated you, and then something that we thought was worse than you came along and we needed to be healed and there you were, the benevolent parent, the sympathetic leader. But not for long. Within hours you started claiming, \u201cThey hate our freedom\u201d. Oh, no, Mr. Bush. They hate you. And because I live in your country and pay your salary, they hate me too. So not only were you able to unite \u201cyour\u201d country because of this terrible tragedy, you were able to have a midnight meeting with your cronies where you could rub your hands together and discuss the opportunities that the attacks would give you. \u201cMmmm,\u201d you breathed. \u201cMmmm, let\u2019s go get that towel-head in Iraq!\u201d<\/p>\n
And then yesterday, three civilians from North Carolina were massacred. Shot, beaten, burned, hung while children literally danced on their burnt heads. Do I feel any different today? No. I\u2019ve always hated you. I\u2019ve always known what you were capable of. I\u2019ve always known that you were willing to sell your country, sell our environment, sell the very air we breathe so your stupid frat-boy lack of intellect, your absolute obtuseness, your dizzying foolishness, your insecure, ugly inner self would feel justified. I don\u2019t think you are a mean guy. I think you are borderline insane.<\/p>\n
You are the one dancing on the heads of my children. You are stomping on the heads of your own grandchildren. You care nothing for them, for me, for anyone other than yourself. And the American public still believes in you. I can do nothing about that. But history will show, Mr. President. The books written as soon as you are out of office, as soon as you are cold in your grave, and for the rest of time, will show what you have done, will expose you for who you are.<\/p>\n
I will be writing one of those books. That is a promise.<\/p>\n
Most Sincerely,<\/p>\n
Michelle Williams
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