What Is It About Crawford

Crawford Texas
The "Bush Ranch".
The minimum requirement for a visit, it seems to me, is a paid-up membership of the "Coalition Of The Willing".
Maybe the more soldiers of your country get killed, the closer you are to an invite.
And if you get an invite, the photo-op calls for casual dress, which in some cases, if the guest does not own jeans, means no tie;
but an absolute must is a goofy grin.
Now this comes naturally to Mr. Bush, but others have a harder time.
But why not a goofy grin ?
This is a little boy's dream come true. To play at being a cowboy without the bother of horses and cattle and smelly manure, nature without the fear of intruders. Being out with the boys, clearing the brush, riding the bike, barbecue and maybe a little business at the end of a busy day.
So why indeed not a goofy grin?
What the Mrs. Foreign-head-of-state is doing nobody seems to know, or care about.
For all we know she spends her days swapping recipes with Mrs. Bush, or talking about raising kids or the problems with the domestics.
Whatever,
but you do not see a goofy grin on the well coiffed head of the spouse of the visiting coalition member.
What is it about Crawford?
Deodorized machismo?