George Lucas is a genius, and he is a cynical one.
At least by this point he is, after every possible bit of goodwill and good feeling that millions associated with the original films he made has been drained in the pursuit of money. It may not be greed, it could be just a desire to build new cameras or studios or even a new movie with the money he's making, it could be you know, a special villa for his kids or maybe his own wine. Does it matter? It doesn't matter. Hallelujah, Jesus fucking Joseph and Mary. He's free to do whatever he wants.
Wait--he already has his own wine, Skywalker Ranch Merlot.
I'm won't buy them, it's just exciting because for the last ten years I thought that the originals were going to be hard to find and somewhat lost, which always made me sad.
So, um, to speak as a geek: the Special Editions were like Darth Maul, the prequels were like the Separatists, and this here would be the saving of Republic by the Jedi. The Clones would be the TV series. The analogy works completely in that one man profits.