And then the Emperor Hid Pt.2

This is a good recap of all the GWB's having a drunken paranoid breakdown rumours over the last few months.

I have to say, reading all the above, the White house seems to resemble a cross between a Douglas Sirk movie and Dr Strangelove - whichever way you cut it: the bonkers satire and the bloviated melodrama remain.

The picture that emerges is quite dizzying: in the Oval Office GW knocks back the sauce like Robert Stack in Written on the Wind as Laura B pops valiums in the staff pantry to refreeze her Stepford Wife smile. Karl Rove gets blown by Jeff Gannon in the Lincoln Bedroom, and the Bush Twins do naked tequila limbos in front of repression-ravaged bodyguards in the Nixon Bowling Alley for Girls Gone Wild - Rose Garden Special, the Veep lurches at the nuke button - inbetween his 341st and 342nd heart attack, buzzed back to life by Pentagon-issue defibrillators - and Scott McLellan stands on the podium drenched in nervous sweat proclaiming milk, honey and business as usual.... Sweet weeping Jesus.

One thing you have to say about Clinton - a middle age guy getting a hummer from his impressionable intern is real life.

This shit? It's pure soap.

And by the way, the Nixon Bowling Alley is no joke: