Yesterday was my birthday. Did you remember? It's okay if you didn't -- I never remember your birthday.

If you've been reading my blog (and you probably haven't), you've no doubt figured out that I'm not a big fan of our Furher, uh, I mean President George W. Bush.

As I spent last night intoxicated in celebration of my birthday, I got to thinking about how evil Dubya really is.

He wasn't really elected president. A faction (in this case, the Republican party) worked from the inside to put him into power. One could very easily consider that a coup.

He wants estate taxes repealed. He wants to drill for oil in protected environments, which would benefit him financially. He's probably seen Ken Lay naked. So he's an aristocrat.

He doesn't want anyone to speak out against him. He's a tyrant.

He wants to conquer the world. He's a dictator.

George W. Bush will go down in history as one of the worst leaders ever. I'm serious. A dumb-ass steals the highest office in the country, arguably the world, and uses it as a way to help him get richer and control as many other countries as possible. He's a war-mongering oligarch.

We're living in interesting times. I may have some good stories for my grandkids.