The Post runs yet another “news” item about how the President likes to clear brush on his fake ranch. The key bit:

On most of the 365 days he has enjoyed at his secluded ranch here…

Not quite five years in office, one full year on vacation just at the fake ranch.

We’ve covered President Chevy Chase‘s mythical work ethic before, but despite spending one fifth of his Presidency in Texas, Bush and friends (as of post time) have yet to pack up the government and move it to Crawford:

Rangoon, Burma — The government workers received two days’ notice to pack up their offices and be ready to move. The military regime that rules this impoverished country had decided to move its capital to the remote, dusty town of Pyinmana.
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For more than a month now, many of the country’s civil servants have been living like refugees in the concrete shells of unfinished buildings, often without running water or electricity. Offices and residential buildings are still being built, and major roads remain unpaved. Malaria is rampant. Many have asked to quit, but no one has been allowed to, said a former civil servant who stays in touch with his old colleagues.

Even for a populace accustomed to arbitrary decrees from the country’s brutal military regime and its leader, Gen. Than Shwe, the sudden move from bustling Rangoon to secluded Pyinmana has struck many as bizarre.

Since there’s still no shortage of insane third-world leaders, I’m going to recycle the joke I made when Saparmurat Niyazov of Turkmenistan banned lip synching:

From Woody Allen‘s Bananas (1971):

Esposito: From this day on, the official language of San Marcos will be Swedish. Silence! In addition to that, all citizens will be required to change their underwear every half-hour. Underwear will be worn on the outside so we can check. Furthermore, all children under 16 years old are now… 16 years old!

Fielding Mellish: What’s the Spanish word for straitjacket?