I think poppa Bush was a better President than the son, but he wouldn't have gotten there if wasn't Vice President. He did a masterful job on Desert Storm. He had a more sophisticated mind than his son and understood foreign relations much better. But he was a poor communicator and trying to pretend he was a Reaganite when he was a moderate. He put political ambition over principles and it made him dead in the water when the economy tanked.
Let me tell you about my encounters with Poppa George H. when he was running for the US Senate back in the early '70s. I was fresh out of college in my first paid position as a reporter for The Orange Leader in Orange. Tex., down on the Louisiana border in South Texas. George was in town campaigning and was going to be the featured speaker at a dinner that night. So I'm up in his hotel room doing an exclusive interview as he's getting ready for dinner, with him putting on his cuff links, tying his tie. I don't recall all of the things I asked that evening--pretty much the usual sort of politcal interview about various issues. Then as my last question, I trotted out an old chestnut inquiry as to which of the two Democrats seeking nomination for that Senate seat he would prefer to run against. Choices were new-comer Lloyd Bentsen, who I had already interviewed and who didn't impress me much, and Ralph Yarborough, a very popular US Representative who had sponsored the new GI Bill that provided college tuition for Vietnam veterans and for me, too, since I had served in the covered time period although not in Nam. Yarborough had always stood in well with the refinery and chemical plant unions along the Gulf Coast, although Texas is a right-to-work state and unions are relatively rare and not as powerful as in some other closed shop states.
Anyway, Papa Bush answers quickly and enthusiastically, "I want to take on Yarborough because I know I can beat him." And he went on to describe areas in which Yarborough was vulnerable, the primary one being although popular with the Union leaders, the rank and file Joe Sixpacks were pissed with Yarborough because of his anti-war stand. (Sure enough, during the primary they bucked the Union leadership and voted against Yarborough in big numbers, ending his political career). Since I was expecting the usual BS about "whoever wins the Democratic primary, I'm gonna run my race on my own principles, yadda yadda," I was amazed and pleased at his frankness, which gave me a very good story.
Later that evening at the dinner, there was not the usual head table where the guest speaker and all the dignitaries usually sat. Instead there was a chair for Bush at each table. He shook hands with everyone at the table, his staff took pictures and later provide copies of him shaking hands (including a shot of him and my second wife who I was still married to at the time). Then he sat down and asked, "What do you need me to do for you when I get to Washington?" Guy not only listened, he took notes! I'd never seen a politician do that before. He made the rounds of every table while everyone else was eating. Then he went up to the podium to address the crowd. I remember him as being extremely articulate that evening both in my interview and in the later conversations. A lot like Obama when he was running for office.
This was at the time that Nixon had OK'd the "incursion" by US armed forces into Laos (or wherever) to root out the Cong supply dumps and rest camps. Bush said he realized that was not a popular move, but talked of how he thought history would show it was the right decision and he was backing "his president." He was very inclusive, reaching out to all sorts of diverse groups on behalf of the Republican party. He reminded me at the time of the old-line of Rockefeller moderate Republicans, which had seemed to have disappeared from the party under Nixon. Let me point out that most of the people at the dinner were mid-level local execs from the refining and chemical companies, better educated and more sophisticated than the Joe Six-Packs. They and I were really impressed with the guy.
So some months later, the primaries are over. Bush is the Republican candidate and Bentsen got the Democrat nomination and now they're campaigning for real. I meanwhile discovered that I could delay payment on my student loans if I enrolled as a grad student, and I could use the money with a new son. Figured out a way whereby working as a teaching assistant and getting a pass on loan payments and such plus the GI Bill, I could make more money going to school than working, so I and the family went back up to Lubbock to Texas Tech.
And I immediately connected with a bunch of old buddies with whom we used to argue politics a lot. And there's a notice one day that Bush was bringing his campaign in Lubbock and would be speaking at noon to an outside rally in a city park. I told the gang, "Listen, you gotta go hear this guy! He's really a new style of Republican, not one of those 'my country right or wrong' types." So 3-4 of us meet before noon and go down to the park where they have a big flat-bed trailer--the kind you haul drill pipe on--set up. There's a Mariachi band playing and a bunch of young Hispanics in costume dancing. Music stops and they introduce Bush, who is standing at one end of the trailer with Roy Furr, owner of Furr's Cafeterias and an ultra-right-winger that made Attila the Hun seem like a commie.
And Bush proceeds to let loose with the damnest "America-Love it or Leave it" bash I've ever heard. No more "room for different outlooks"--it's our way or the highway. Man, my jaw dropped like that wolf in those old Droopy cartoons. And of course my buddies are giving me the horse-laugh. "New Republican, huh?" It was like a 180-degree turn from what I'd seen in Orange just a few months before.
So I got to thinking, maybe it was because he was unopposed in the Republican primary but is now in a tough race against Bentsen for the real prize. Or maybe it was because he was cuddling up to Roy Furr hoping for a big donation. Maybe he was playing to the "All-American" farm crowd. Or just maybe--and probably more likely--he's just a run of the mill politician who will say whatever he thinks the crowd wants to hear. Everything he said or did for the rest of his political career supported that latter conclusion.
Never met or covered George W. Shrub, but a blind man could see he has less smarts than his daddy and far less integrity than his mom and gave every sign as being just as two-faced as his old man.