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No Body Believes a Liar

The Boy President Who Cried, "Wolf"

by MISSY COMLEY BEATTIE

"Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!" When the villagers came to help the boy who cried, "Wolf," the boy laughed. He had been bored.

"WMD! WMD! Saddam has WMD!"

When no WMD were found, the boy president said: "Regime change … evil dictator." But he was pulling the wool over the eyes of the public so they couldn’t see that he was just trying to get reelected. And he wanted oil.

"Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong!"

George W. Bush is the boy who cried, "Wolf! Wolf!" George W. Bush is the boy president who cried out even though there was no threat from Iraq. George W. Bush is the boy who cried out and spent every bit of his political capital. And now there’s nothing left. But there is a whole lot wrong.

Even though there probably are wolves making WMD out there, not enough people trust George W. Bush anymore.

"Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong!"

"But Iran does have WMD. Okay, I knew Saddam didn’t but, believe me, Iran does and is poised to use themmushroom cloud, mushroom cloud"

"Nobody believes a liar …"

Only 20 percent of Americans polled strongly approve of the boy who cried, "Wolf!"

Sixty percent disapprove of the boy president’s handling of Iraq.

The boy who cried, "Wolf," is now saying diplomacy, but this has always been a problem for him.

"Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong!"

The boy who cried, "Axis of evil," is responsible for a world of problems. His aggressive language fueled Iran’s renewed interest in developing nuclear weapons. The boy president’s loss of credibility poses a danger in and of itself.

We must all sing a frightened song because there is really something wrong.

These are the worst of times because the boy president cried, "Wolf."

These are the worst of times because the boy president is the wolf.

Missy Beattie lives in New York City. She’s written for National Public Radio and Nashville Life Magazine. An outspoken critic of the Bush Administration and the war in Iraq, she’s a member of Gold Star Families for Peace. She completed a novel last year, but since the death of her nephew, Marine Lance Cpl. Chase J. Comley, in Iraq on August 6,’05, she has been writing political articles. She can be reached at: Missybeat@aol.com