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Bush, Hitler ... peas in a pod?


I discovered something disturbing this morning. I brought it on myself, as I, just for kicks, googled "Bush Hitler Compare." I got 4,420,000 hits.

Two gentlemen went so far as to create a gallery of "Bush = Hitler" allusions, filled with dozens of writers, singers, poets, commentators, pundits and the like, making comparisons.

Among the quotes I found:
"At least Hitler was elected" (Boondocks comic strip)
"Not even the Nazis treated their prisoners this badly" (Cartoonist Ted Rall)

One blogger called this comparison obsession a "sport" in the blogosphere. The fact that so many people had this thought enter their head then wrote about it is enough to convince me that we are not completely off track in our observations.

Our president lied to us. Attacked people who were NOT responsible for the 9/11 attacks. Kept prisoners of war isolated from the world and tortured them. Helped inflate our federal deficit to the trillion dollar level. Failed to aid hundreds of thousands of people during natural disasters. The list goes on and on.

We should prepare for the day that our stars and stripes evoke around the globe the same hatred as a swastika. That day may already have come.

Comments

FletcherDodge said…
I totally agree with you. The similarities are scary. Like, you remember that time when Bush killed 6 milion Jews? Damn scary.
Brianne said…
That is quite a scary thought - the American flag the 21st century equivalent of the Swastika. But I completely agree with the Bush = Hitler thing. C'mon 2008, c'mon... let's hurry things up here.

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