Groundhog Day

Can it be pure coincidence, I wonder, Bush, that your second State of the Union speech falls on Groundhog Day? Is your prediction record as trustworthy as Punxatawney Phil's? I'd like to know, too, whether you saw your shadow when you poked your head outside this morning? I hope so. Too often, our shadow is behind us: we don't see it, but that doesn't mean it isn't there. To see it, sometimes, we have to turn ourselves around and catch it by surprise. What's your shadow, Bush? And don't tell me you don't have one.

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