Thursday, June 07, 2007

If it says Libby, Libby, Libby on the label, label, label...

...you will puke your fucking guts out on the table, table, table...

Hullabaloo

If you haven't had a chance to read Perlstein's take on the Libby clemency letters, do it now. My God. I don't think I've ever seen a more perfect illustration of the loathesome insiderism of the political establishment.
Clinton + cigar + non-denial = perjury

Libby + no cigar + lying his fucking ass off = Awwww... wadda noice goy...

We have truly pierced the warp barrier between reality and delusion here. Rule O'Law must feel like an involute Klein bottle right now - ass, head, and everything in between convoluted, transmutated, and transposed. Rod Serling shoulda lived so long.


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Posted by Fred W at 10:06 AM