Monday, September 20, 2004
I guess that the Democratic Watergate, or Rathergate, rates as a really, really bad fig. A criminal act to slander a sitting president, to influence a Presidential election, and to misuse the trust of the American people to perpetuate a fraud is far worse than the third-rate burglars who tried to find out how much the Democrats knew about the influence of Howard Hughes on the election of 1972.
The whole sordid affair reminds me of the email I get in a dozen different forms, a new one appearing at least once a week. Some guy died without heirs in some godforsaken place and his lawyer has deposited fifteen and a half million dollars in the First Spearchucker Bank of Wayoutback, and wants me to have a bunch of it. You have probably have received one of these mails.
The point is, every con man knows that you can't con an honest man. These emails try to hook your greed, so that you will fall in with the plan, and somewhere down the line you will have to deposit some money to "show good faith," or some such thing, and voila! there goes your money. In the old days it was called a pigeon drop.
Dan RAther was had, but he couldn't have been had if he had not been as crooked as a dog's hind leg, and filled with bitterness toward conservatives in general, and George W. Bush in particular. He wanted the documents to be valid SOOO bad, that he rushed to judgment and got his hindend in the vise.
But it was really fun for some of us. We always enjoy it when the class bully gets his comeuppance. Sorta like when I was in the sixth grade and my new friend D.W, who was six foot even then, made my playground nemesis JM run like a scared polecat. I still enjoy the visual memory. It has been a good week for those who have been bullied for years by Rather and his ilk.
Good for the vise. May it always be so with bad figs.
The whole sordid affair reminds me of the email I get in a dozen different forms, a new one appearing at least once a week. Some guy died without heirs in some godforsaken place and his lawyer has deposited fifteen and a half million dollars in the First Spearchucker Bank of Wayoutback, and wants me to have a bunch of it. You have probably have received one of these mails.
The point is, every con man knows that you can't con an honest man. These emails try to hook your greed, so that you will fall in with the plan, and somewhere down the line you will have to deposit some money to "show good faith," or some such thing, and voila! there goes your money. In the old days it was called a pigeon drop.
Dan RAther was had, but he couldn't have been had if he had not been as crooked as a dog's hind leg, and filled with bitterness toward conservatives in general, and George W. Bush in particular. He wanted the documents to be valid SOOO bad, that he rushed to judgment and got his hindend in the vise.
But it was really fun for some of us. We always enjoy it when the class bully gets his comeuppance. Sorta like when I was in the sixth grade and my new friend D.W, who was six foot even then, made my playground nemesis JM run like a scared polecat. I still enjoy the visual memory. It has been a good week for those who have been bullied for years by Rather and his ilk.
Good for the vise. May it always be so with bad figs.
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