The news that Karl Rove is leaving the White House startled me (as did the picture of him waving good-bye, looking as happy and carefree as a cruise-goer at a bon voyage reception, here). Because having an evil genius in the White House is better than having no genius at all.
I’m currently reading the Atlantic Monthly’s massive cover story about how Karl Rove is directly responsible for Bush’s “failed presidency”. The article makes Rove out to be even a bigger schmuck than I would have thought possible, with an unwillingness to listen to differing opinions, especially those of the public and media. Even Republican congressman were appalled by the Administration’s imperial attitude.
But the icing on Rove’s farewell cake is his reason for leaving: He wants to spend more time with his family. Karl Rove, family man! We never even knew he had a family, and now he’s rushing back to Texas so he won’t miss another year of birthdays, anniversaries, and Little League games, leaving poor Dubya in free-fall.
