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OLBERMANN: Finally tonight, a special comment about Mr. Bush's trip and his startling admission
of the true motive for this war, which was revealed during his absence. So he's back
from his annual surprise gratuitous photo op in Iraq, and what a sorry spectacle it
was. It was nothing compared to the spectacle of one unfiltered, unguarded horrifying quotation
in the new biography to which Mr. Bush has consented.
As he deceived the troops at al Assad Airforce Base yesterday with the tantalizing prospect
that some of them might not have to risk being killed and might get instead to go home, Mr.
Bush probably did not know that with his own words he had already been proved to be a liar.
That he had been lying, is lying, will be lying about Iraq.
He presumably did not know that there had already appeared, those damning excerpts from
Robert Draper's book, "Dead Certain;" "I'm playing for October, November," Mr. Bush said
to Draper. That, evidently, is the time during which he thinks he can sell us the real plan,
which is, to quote him, to get us in a position where the candidates will become comfortable
about sustaining a presence. Comfortable, that is, with saying about Iraq, again quoting
the president, stay longer.
And there it is, sir. We've caught you. Your goal is not to bring some troops home, maybe
if we let you have your way now. Your goal is not to set the stage for eventual withdrawal.
You are, to use your own disrespectful tone-deaf word, playing at getting the next Republican
nominee to agree to jump into this bottomless pit with you and take us into it with him
as we stay in Iraq for another year and another and another and another.
Everything you said about Iraq yesterday and everything you will say is a deception for
the purpose of this one cynical, unacceptable, brutal goal, perpetuating this war indefinitely.
War today, war tomorrow, war forever. And you are playing at it. Playing. A man with
any self-respect having inadvertently revealed such an evil secret would have already resigned
and fled the country.
You have no remaining credibility about Iraq, sir. And yet yesterday at al Assad, Mr. Bush
kept playing, and this time using the second of his two faces. The president told reporters,
quote, they - General Petraeus and Ambassador Crocker - tell me if the kind of success we're
now seeing continues, it will be possible to maintain the same level of security with
fewer American forces.
So Mr. Bush got his fraudulent headlines today. Bush may bring some troops home, while the
reality is we know from what he told Draper that the president's true hope is that they
will not come home, but that they will stay there because he's keeping them there now
in hope that those from his political party, fighting to succeed, him will prolong this
unendurable disaster into the next decade.
But to a country dying of thirst, the president seemed to vaguely promise a drink from a full
canteen, a promise predicated on the assumption that he's not lying. But you are lying, Mr.
Bush, again. But now we know why. You gave away more of yourself than you knew in that
Draper book. And you gave away still more on the arduous trip back out of Iraq.
Hours in the air without so much as a single vacation. If you look at my comments over
the past eight months, you told reporters, it's gone from a security situation, in the
sense that we're either going to get out and there will be chaos or more troops. Now the
situation has changed, where I am able to speculate on the hypothetical.
Mr. Bush, the only hypothetical here is that you're not now holding our troops hostage.
You have no intention of withdrawing them. But that doesn't mean you can't pretend you're
thinking about it, does it? That is your genius, sir, as you see it, anyway. You can deduce
what we want. We, the people. Remember us? And then use it against us.
You can hold that canteen up and promise it to the parched nation and the untold number
of Americans whose lives have not been directly blighted by Iraq or who do not realize that
their safety has been reduced and not increased by Iraq, they will get the bullet points.
Bush is thinking about bringing some troops home. Bush even went to Iraq.
You can fool some of the people all the time, can't you, Mr. Bush? You are playing us. And
as for the most immediate victims of the president's perfidy and shameless manipulation, those
troops yesterday sweating literally as he spoke at al Assad air base, tonight again
sweating figuratively in the valley of the shadow of death. The president saved for them
the most egregious playing of the entire trip; "I want to tell you this about my decision
about troop levels. Those decisions will be based on a calm assessment by our military
commanders on the conditions on the ground, not a nervous reaction by Washington politicians
to poll results in the media."
One must compliment Mr. Bush's writer. That perhaps was the most perfectly crafted phrase
of his presidency. For depraved indifference to democracy, for the craven projection of
political motives onto those trying to save lives and save a nation, for a dismissal of
the value of the polls and the importance of the media, for a summary of all he does
not hold dear about this nation or its people, nothing could top that. As if, sir, you listen
to all of the calm assessments of our military commanders rather than firing the ones who
dared say the emperor has no clothes, and the president no adjustment.
As if, sir, your entire presidency was not a nervous reaction, and you yourself nothing
but a Washington politician. As if, sir, the media does not largely divide into those parts
your minions are playing and those others who unthinkingly and uncritically serve as
your echo chamber at a time when the nation's future may depend on the airing of dissent.
And as if, sir, those polls were not so overwhelming and not so clearly reflective of the nation's
agony and the nation's insistence.
But this president has ceased to listen. This president has decided that night is day and
death is life and enraging the world against us is safety. And this laziest of presidents
actually interrupted his precious time off to fly to Iraq to play at a photo opportunity
with soldiers, some of whom will, on his orders, be killed before the year, maybe before the
month, is out.
Just over 500 days remain in this presidency. Consider the dead who have piled up on the
battlefield in the last 500 days. Consider the singular fraudulence of this president's
trip to Iraq yesterday and the singular fraudulence of the selling of the Petraeus report in these
last 500 days. Consider how this president has torn away at the fabric of this nation
in a manner of which terrorists can only dream in these last 500 days.
And consider again how this president has spoken to that biographer, that he is playing
for October and November, that the goal in Iraq is to get us in a position where the
presidential candidates will be comfortable about sustaining a presence. And consider
how this revelation contradicts every other rationale he has offered in the last 500 days.
In the context of all that, now consider these next 500 days. Mr. Bush, our presence in Iraq
must end, even if it means your resignation. Even if it means your impeachment. Even if
it means a different Republican to serve out your term. Even if it means a Democratic Congress
and those true patriots among the Republicans standing up and denying you another penny
for Iraq other than for the safety and safe conduct home of our troops.
This country cannot run the risk of what you can still do to this country in the next 500
days. Not while you, sir, are playing. Good night and good luck.