Fits and starts over here...spent the first night at the new place. I like it, but the orange and white tabby/Maine coon mix who shares space with me had a different attitude, roughly akin to being unfairly sentenced to the 9th circle. If his yowling is in any way indicative of what awaits those who transgress (not Billmon himself, but the subjects of his recent posts), then hell is pretty damn loud.
This NY Daily News piece seems to be in the bull's eye for those following the Plame matter. If it's accurate, it's further proof that Team Bush, starting at the top of the slag heap (or shit pile) hold the public--and the democratic process--in utter contempt. That's not much of a revelation for plenty of us; however, should the Fitzgerald investigation bear fruit, there might be a pretty decent percentage of the 59 million Shrubusto voters opting to keep their secret ballot secret for quite a while. After all, no one like being taken for a sucker.
Because, let's face it: at this point we could slowly rip Saddam Hussein apart, bit by bit, on live television, and it would have about as much impact on Operation Enduring Clusterfuck as a single raindrop falling in the Atlantic Ocean...oh, and speaking of, having no media at home made me unaware of Hurricane Wilma becoming the evil third sister of Katrina and Rita over the course of, what? a day or so? Geez.
Combined with the rain and floods up north, wildfires out west, the approaching
So, let's definitely hope Fitzgerald both has the goods and delivers. And let's also hope that the mess George the younger brought can be cleaned. Finally, I'll forgive the truly penitent for casting their votes for the clown prince--although, as I've said/written before, why WOULDN'T Shrub screw it all up? That's his fucking life story--failure.
Now you can add arrogance and contempt, too.
No comments:
Post a Comment