For Molly Ivins’ Final Friday parties, she would encourage people to come with poetry, songs, stories, and interpretive dance — of which there was only one example I remember seeing. But she would have liked this: 19 Bushisms set to dance by a German immigrant.
The performance projects these (and 15 others) onto a screen behind the dancer:
“I’m the master of low expectations.”
“You teach a child to read and he or her will be able to pass a literacy test.”
“I hope you leave here and walk out and say, ‘What did he say?'”
“I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully.”
According to the article, these are Bush’s “malapropisms,” but as a forthcoming book will inform the writer, only one, the first, is a malapropism. The rest are solecisms (and to call them anything else is itself an error. Oh, how they multiply.).