Dear Mr. Bush:

When the Florida vote was under dispute and it seemed certain that your father's Supreme Court would step in and appoint you to the job, I remarked to a roomful of colleagues that your presidency wouldn't be worth the proverbial bucket of warm feces. It was one of the best predictions I have ever made.

I am having a hard time not using profanity in describing my feelings towards this cowardly, self serving administration.
As a Vietnam veteran, I recall the deep anger I felt when we discovered that the entire premise of invading Iraq was based on lies and misinformation - deja vu all over again.

Enjoy your retirement!

I am thrilled that you are finally leaving as our commander and chief. I have never felt as insecure and frightened about my future. I think you and your vice president are frightening in your obvious disconnect regarding the American people. I am thrilled Barack Obama is coming in to take your job, I have hope for the first time in years. I do believe you will go down as the worst president who ever held the job. You and Herbert Hoover can share a place in our history. I will never forget your notion of WMD- what a bunch of hooey.

Mr. Bush,

As I see that you are now on your way out (and being replaced by Barack Obama), I recall why I voted for you in 2000. You seemed like a guy I could share a beer with, and I thought the malapropisms and pseudo-invented verbiage in your speeches was a little endearing.