The buzz around Blogaea today seems to be Rove managing to weasel out from under the proverbial hand of justice...so far.
Speculation is that the fat pig, or good-sized, if not trophy fish, discovered his singing voice, and is doing his best canary--or, if you prefer, rat--imitation.
In addition, Billmon surmises that "straight arrow" Fitzgerald is likewise unlikely to go for all the marbles and call for Big Time to stand tall before the man. Oh well.
I'm not a fisherman--but it seems tarpon is pursued only for sport ("Somebody once described eating tarpon as akin to eating an old sock full of bones")--and, while a largemouth bass sure would be fun to get on the line, I guess we'll just have to settle for a fathead minnow.
Wonder if my cat'd eat it?
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