So I'm walking to work this morning and I pass a group of drunk kids...must have been a very very long St Patrick's Day for them. One of them is demonstrably worse for wear than the rest, and is being coaxed along by a friend. The rest of the crew is far ahead, but slow down to see what's up with their pals.
So the really drunk guy is carrying on, and his pal is trying to talk him into catching up with the group. The group is standing futher down the street, frustrated, urging the drunk to catch up. He's not moving, and becoming more agitated about whatever imaginary problem he's having. Slowly, the main group begins straggling back, obviously unhappy but not willing to abadon their buddy.
As I passed out of view, the whole bunch was circled around the drunk, trying to navigate the labyrinth of his altered state.
It's a phenomenon I've seen before, one person's behavior defining the actions of the group regardless of their wishes or better judgement. A drunk friend gets in a fight, and you're kinda stuck backing them up even when they're being a dumbshit and probably deserve to get their ass kicked.
My ham-handed wrap up in case anyone failed to get the point: the Prez is the violent, irrational drunk, and the USA the group of friends stuck backing his ridiculous play.
bonus link: Bush addicted to straw man arguments in addition to the demon booze
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