You've got to hand it to the Rude Pundit. He may be profane, sometimes unnecessarily so, but he sure knows how to make a point. Like when he writes about the shrub visiting a crippled soldier -- a soldier crippled in Iraq, by the way -- and learning nothing from the visit except to say, "better you than me, fodder-boy!"
But who's really the boy, here? The cripple whose hand and leg were blown off, and whose other leg was mangled, and whose internal organs got all messed up -- all for the shrub's delusions of empire? Or the pathetic, evil, overgrown child who sent that once-healthy young soldier to Iraq on the basis of a stack of lies, violations of the Constitution, and pure greed?