The Prime Minister of Trinidad and Tobago has once again, just by opening his mouth, proven why he is the prime minister. Because of all the asses in the government, he is by far the biggest, dumbest, and most asinine although my conscience bothers me to insult the ass in this manner.
After heading off to another jaunt overseas, at taxpayers expense of course, Pa-trick met with Dubya Bush and said he came away from the discussion impressed with President Bush.
The really scary part (to me) was that Pa-trick confided that "What impressed most about him was the fact that he came across as a man of great conviction. That conviction appeared to be faith-based."
Faith-based?? Okay, in as much as Pa-trick admitted to the world he runs the country upon advice from some mysterious seer woman, am I now to believe Dubya is also running the most powerful nation on earth in the same manner? Is this what Pa-trick means by faith-based? I'm also curious that Pa-trick travels overseas with another woman while Hazel minds the home and the 'breakfastes'.
I'm not impressed with Pa-tricks 'intelligence' (his personal knowledge, not the security feedback) and now I am ready to shit my pants. My leader, entrusted to take my country forward to betterment, impressed by Dubya, who himself might be the dunciest president of the entire American history. A man who can't even put together a complete sentence without confusing himself by what he is trying to say impresses my leader? WTF?
Advice to Dubya. Trying speaking in simple sentences of seven words. Or less. It's painfully obvious to the entire world that compound sentences strain your brain to the point it wants to quit on you. Your country's enemies are laughing at you, along with most of the world's population.
And your fumbles are perhaps the main reason why your 'war on terror' is an abysmal failure. You see, no one can possibly take you seriously when you babble like a retard.
