The second first 100 days? Seems much, much longer.

We now have a new benchmark for media distractibility: horse cock jokes ( red rocket, red rocket, good horsie), preferably said with a lady's soft Texas twang, Shug. (Is al Jazeera airing the tape? -- maybe splitting the screen between Lynddie England's plea bargain and the First Lady's routine?) And so, with the wonderful fluidity of the modern corporate media, the birth of the Great Horse Cock Joke, the second anniversary of "Mission Accomplished," and the first 100 days of the second Bush Administration have congealed into one giant splat.

When I think of all the things George has given the country so far, what impresses me the most is the concept and implementation of the doubly shrink-wrapped presidency, the great design innovation that keeps the stench of truth from wafting up delicate nostrils. If you have ever tried to avoid hard truths in your own life, you can just imagine how difficult it must be for the Amazing Cowboy-Hatted Superpower President to avoid the hard truths of his own incompetence, even with very skilled and dedicated enablers and dissemblers.

Bravo, Mr. President.