Better than The West Wing
19-Jul-2005Actually, it is The West Wing, but not the TV show. The Niger Unranium, Plame, Wilson, Novak, Rove, Libby and GWB story is intriguing. Even better, it’s playing out in nice easy-to-digest episodes inevitably culminating in a kick-ass cliffhanger series ending. This series isn’t finished yet and I’m already salivating at what the scriptwriters might have in store for the next season. There are so many loose ends to be tied up. I hope they don’t end up writing themselves into a corner and resort to claiming this series was just one of Shrub’s bad dreams.
Having followed it for a while, it’s nice to see how many people are coming out of the woodwork to heap praise upon some of the main characters (via War and Piece):
I am sorry I am not a double-super-secret Beltway reporter with double-super-secret access to all the double-super-secret people who know all the double-super-secret secrets. I am sorry about this because it means that I will not be part of the noble work involved in tailoring the shining armor of the First Amendment until it fits the ghost of Donald Segretti. But the biggest reason I am sorry that I am not a double-super-secret Capitol Hill double-super-secret newshound is because I am not capable of seeing all the good in people.
I mention this only because one of the primary arguments being advanced by the people who support Karl Rove, the embattled spawn of Lee Atwater and a tack hammer, is that Rove was only trying to keep some of their number out of trouble. I am informed by some of my double-super-secret colleagues that a “little-known” part of Rove’s official duties is to be a double-super-secret pal to them, offering them double-super-secret guidance to keep them from pursuing stories that might subsequently embarrass them. Considering that my most vivid memory of Rove’s saying anything is the great moment that my friend Ron Suskind recounted when Rove, in an obvious attempt to maintain his secret identity as a double-super-secret nice guy, is overheard yelling that someone is going to get biological functioned like he’s never been biologically functioned before, I found this something of a surprise. But that was before my recent trip to Washington.
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Update: And this…
President Bush today reiterated his pledge to immediately fire anyone in his administration found to have leaked the identity of an undercover CIA operative. He did, however, add some stipulations to his firm pronouncement.
In order for the firing to take place, Bush said it would need to be shown that an actual crime had taken place and that the act had been perpetrated while the leaker was hopping on one foot, simultaneously patting his head and rubbing his belly, and while he (or she) was listening to an iPod (specifically the special 20 gb U2 version and not the less expensive Mini or Shuffle models). The President went on to stipulate that the illegal act must have been committed on either a Monday or a Wednesday, unless the day in question fell during a week containing a national holiday, in which case the applicable days would switch to Tuesday or Thursday.





