Au contraire.
More like triple-teamed. And a full blown assault.
The global warming mafia ( in
DC for today's Earth Day concert) attacked Rove, with blows nearly resulting between Earth Day perfomer
Tim McGraw, an out-of-the-closet country lefty, and Rove's peeps. Emails have it that McGraw bum-rushed the table after seeing his fellow Earth Day worshippers getting the worst of the pre-planned (see below) ambush. In the midst of the scuffle, McGraw's toupe is said to have come unglued and fallen below his eyebrows. The obviously Where-The-Green-Grass-
Don't-Grow McGraw was seen sprinting from the room, followed by wife, Faith Hill. Said one attendee, "McGraw's face was redder than his Indian Outlaw persona... He was totally embarrassed."
Here's a quick briefer: Crow and David, who are on the early-leg of their
global warming proapganda tour - which kicked off in Dallas last week amidst the record-breaking cold and snow (in April), ambushed Rove at his table with the intent of harrassment. They were hoping to make a point and then blog about it heroically (e.g. We attacked Rove!). Rove first tried to brush off the insults being hurled at him by David (producer of
"Convenient Lie"), but was abruptly grabbed by Crow. It then got nasty, with a loud shouting match ensuing. Rove told Crow, "Don't touch me." Crow yelled, "You work for me." Rove responded, "No I work for the American people." McGraw than attempted to insert himself into the story, as did Rove's posse (and McGraw's aforementioned rug).
Of course
Crow and
David spun it another way on their blog...
"How hardened and removed from reality must a person be to refuse to be touched by Sheryl Crow?"
Hey, can you blame Rove? Crow is a self-professed
enemy of toilet paper. I certainly wouldn't want that smelly enviro-gasbag touching me either. Remember, Ms. Crow wrote this about the evils of toilet paper on the HuffPo...
I propose a limitation be put on how many squares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting. Now, I don't want to rob any law-abiding American of his or her God-given rights, but I think we are an industrious enough people that we can make it work with only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where 2 to 3 could be required.
Can you believe these people? One square of asswipe per dump. Is that double or single ply, Sheryl? Is there any wonder why Lance Armstrong dumped this aging hippy chick? I think they even allow a couple to three wipes of the ass in communist Cuba and China. These people are truly insane.