Friday, October 28, 2005

Gilla Ga Whack and Skilley Shack ..... Say it Don't Mean Doodley Squat

Truth be told, your intrepid blog host hasn't much of a grasp of the deeper meaning of many of the world's complexities. And I'm flying solo here, without so much as a puppy or a kitten in my lap as I plink away. Sometimes I'm just faking it as I go along. I'd like to say the rest of the time, I'm making it up (sounds cute). But that wouldn't actually be true. Which brings us to this morning's flute of bubbly .....

Whomever or whatever Fitzie is or isn't going to indict (say the designer of the new Dodge Charger). It Don't Mean Doodley Squat. Nothing. Nada. Dee Beeg Zeeero. In my heart of hearts, mind of minds, I believe Dub and his crew went to war, in our best interests. The people of these United States of America. The safety of our lives, in this troubled world in troubled times. Nothing more.

Sure, we can dress it up altruistically and say we were doing it for the Iraqi people. But I believe this was an inward look, with an outward benefit. We simply weren't going to wait until the need was immediate, the horror unmistakable. We acted, we went. We chased Saddam into a hole in the ground, and the Iraqi's got a country and a life [yep not Disneyland yet, but everyone is working on it. (You don't just buy funtioning countries in microwavable packages, in the freezer section of the supermarket)].

What I don't think Iraq was. Was what those deeep thinkers over at DU believe. A plan by secret interests to steal oil, and at the same time put a Starbucks on every corner. Of course, they can think and believe what they like. Even if it bears no relation to .... reality.

Which brings us to Valerie Flame (smiley face). Her compadre with the greasy hair, Wilson. Cheney, Libby, and the CIA. I do not believe anything criminal was ever intended. Nor do I believe any sort of coverup was ever attempted. What I do believe is that good people, with good hearts, and the best of intentions. Were merely trying to keep some unsavory types from stuffing an aurora up their tailpipe. Nothing more.

That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Addendum 8:11 a.m.

SPECIAL COUNSEL PATRICK J. FITZGERALD TO HOLD PRESS CONFERENCE Washington, D.C. -- U.S. Department of Justice Special Counsel Patrick J. Fitzgerald will hold a press conference at 2:00 P.M. EDT today, Friday October 28, 2005, regarding the status of the Special Counsel's criminal investigations.

7th Floor Conference Center
950 Constitution Avenue, N.W.
Washington, D.C. 20530

Addendum 11:26 a.m. This is what an aurora, stuffed up your tailpipe looks like.

"(If) ... it means that the CIA, perhaps the most powerful intelligence agency in the U.S. Government, was deliberately trying to undermine the Bush Administration's Iraq War policy .... since when is the CIA allowed to run covert operations against an elected president of the U.S.?"

Via Marxbites ....

Addendum 2:14 p.m.
What I wrote September 30, 2003:

"It might appear to be some sort of pissing contest, between someone in government, and the CIA. He (Wilson) wasn't working at the cafeteria. He was sent to Africa to gather intel. His wife is currently employed there. It smells, he smells. It is not without total improbability, that the CIA is merely engaged in covering their own posteriors. Which might still be a little sore. If there was a larger good to his disclosures (?), it is completely invisible to the politics. If (??), someone in government was engaged in a distant tango with Wilson (repeat question mark). I think it was Wilson who was leading. But, please do go ahead and bitch slap 'em both. Let's get on with the business at hand."

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