W's Voice

Something has been bothering me about George W. Bush's voice, and I think I finally put my finger on it.

I went to a fairly conservative Southern university. The fraternity system was (and still is, I assume) fairly strong there; there were many studn'ts who could be counted on to wear either a fraternity jersey (in whatever color) or a button-down shirt, rep tie, and khaki shorts to every football game -- never mind the supposed school spirit that would encourage them to wear the school's colors.

These were the same little Young Republicans who would get drunk on bourbon and Coke and yell "woo-hoo!" at any opportunity, spitting tobacco juice into nasty old McDonald's cups, pawing clumsily at their bottle-blonde girlfriends-of-the-hour. They had no class.

George W. Bush is an overgrown fratboy. You can hear it in his voice when he talks about his victories, you can hear it when he talks about his defeats, you can hear it when he whines about non-Republicans voting in the Republican primaries (perfectly legally, mind you). The man needs to stop playing grown-up and actually grow up, and for God's sake, quit slurring like a Texas A&M cadet at Hooter's on a Friday night after failing algebra 101 for the third time.