But despite what you may have heard or read, George was not just frat-house party boy. One of my most vivid memories is this: A few of us were in the common room one night. It was 1965, I believe — my junior year, his sophomore. We were making our usual sarcastic commentaries on those who walked by us. A little nasty perhaps, but always with a touch of humor. On this occasion, however, someone we all believed to be gay walked by, although the word we used in those days was “queer.” Someone, I’m sorry to say, snidely used that word as he walked by. George heard it and, most uncharacteristically, snapped: “Shut up.” Then he said, in words I can remember almost verbatim: “Why don’t you try walking in his shoes for a while and see how it feels before you make a comment like that?
I don’t know that this anecdote is true. Or that there isn’t some terrible story like the one that came out about Romney. But George W. Bush never came off to me as a man that hated people. He might have disregarded some, but didn’t seem to think himself above them. Romney does. Or at least seems to.
The difference between Romney and Bush. (h/t Slate)