Former U.S. presidents usually don’t wind up as Wal-Mart greeters so they have to do something else to occupy their time. Which is why they write books and make speeches so they can rake in enough money to turn a corporate CEO green with envy.
And if they didn’t exactly hit it out of the park while president, they bunt a few down memory lane trying to rehab their White House image to impress historians.
After all, there is something about revisionist history.
In fact, I just read the other day that neither the Romans nor the Greeks were any great shakes in their heyday. The Visigoths and the Mongols were all the rage. But the Romans and the Greeks got to the historians, and now they’re gods in the pantheon.
George W. Bush is working hard right now to work the media and consequently work the historians. And sell bushes of his new book in the process. Already he has come a long way. I don’t remember him stringing more than six words together when he was president.
Perhaps Bush should be keeping his mouth shut now. In his memoir, Decision Points, and in an interview with Matt Lauer, Bush recounts his mother’s miscarriage — and how she had showed him the fetus in a jar.
“There’s no question that it affected me,” Bush told Lauer.
Little wonder. My mother once showed me pickled tripe in a jar and I spent years in therapy.
Bush skipped the shrink’s couch and instead invaded Iraq for no particular reason.
Granted, this bizarre revelation makes you wonder about Barbara Bush.
A few questions come to mind … why did she preserve her unborn child in a jar? Does she still have the fetus? If so, where? On the living room mantel? And why doesn’t she dye her hair?
Guess we’ll have to wait for the historians to sort all this out.