You said: "I can’t put myself, and I’ve tried, into the mindset of seeing Bush for the first time and thinking “lead me, oh great one.” Nope, can’t do it. My own limitation."

You were cursed/blessed to have not received the "inner jock sniffer" gene. In the psycho-sexual-political matrix, that's where Glorious Leader's appeal resonates in his fan base. Quite ironic, considering that Emperor Clusterfolk was a cheerleader, not really a jock. And so, all of that "sunny nobility" throbbing in his codpiece flies right by you, undetected. Mission: Unaccomplished.

"Heaven is a place that isn't like high school."
-Somebody