W has an allergy against the veto pen. He's the only President in history (there was a graph posted here a couple of days ago) who has not exercised a veto.
W has an allergy against the veto pen. He's the only President in history (there was a graph posted here a couple of days ago) who has not exercised a veto.
I am convinced that there is a kind of pathology at play, like the guy who shows up to work every day, even when he's sick as a dog, and infects the rest of the factory, so that when he "retires" at the age of 72, and gets his gold (plated) pin for "perfect attendance" (instead of a pension), he can glow like a happy little glow-worm, proud about how he really showed 'em, he really showed 'em all!
And why? Because when he was a kid, he got in trouble for cutting classes, knocking off early, and in general, "not taking things seriously", provoking his stern, cold, "New England Gentleman" father to take him aside, and give him precisely one scolding, in which he looked him in the eye, said, "I'm very disappointed in you, son. You've embarrassed the Family Name. Now try and make something of the rest of your life."
There really are people like that. Kids who "fail to excel", but work like mad to make sure they never miss a day, and are never late for even one class. Incapable of anything approaching "greatness", yet, obsessed with the notion that they must make some kind of "legacy" for themselves, they fixate on something trite, such as the perfect attendance record -- or, "The President who Never Vetoed Anything."