It's a CELEBRATION (bitches). Karl Rove has decided to call it quits from his position as Bush's "Deputy Chief of Staff". "The Architect" has only until the end of August to corrupt the world beyond all repair, after which he'll be gone without a trace. (well, he'll be working at Halliburton, or as Guiliani's personal pet. I'm sure there's no love lost there)

It's times like these I really have to fight back the tears. Rove quitting - walking out the door on my birthday of all days. It's enough to make a grown man break down and cry. At least we'll still have the memories... Say do you remember when Karl Rove first met George W Bush back in '76? Well it all happened when Bush Snr asked Rove to deliver some car keys to a fresh faced young dubya, on break from business school... (cue dreamy crossfade)

"Huge amounts of charisma, swagger, cowboy boots, flight jacket, wonderful smile, just charisma - you know, wow", Rove recalled years later before making a hasty exit to find a moist towelette.

Ahh good times. World Politics will feel so empty without Karl Roves enormous head in it. All we'll have left are those precious few memories of the Rovinator... And well... the P.A.T.R.I.O.T act... Torture... The largest scale wiretapping ever witnessed in the history of mankind... The DHS... And of course the hatred of the entire planet...

Goodbye Rove... May your remaining days be filled with the same amount of love and compassion you've emparted upon the world.