Daily Archives: March 13, 2007

Bush Library 2: The Price of Prestige

The controversy over the placement of Bush’s presidential library at Southern Methodist University continues. It may even have intensified a bit, and not without reason. While most of this is happening under the press’ radar (but then, one could legitimately wonder, what isn’t?), what I characterized as a “tempest…somewhat larger than a teapot but smaller than a breadbox” last week came within a single vote of becoming a full-blown hurricane.

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Clockwork Cheney

After the revelations in the Libby trial, there’s no doubt that Dick Cheney is a dangerous man, though his theory of a “unitary” Vice Presidency free of Constitutional restraints should have proved that a long time ago. But there is also a level at which Cheney approaches farce – the public Cheney, the one that you wind up in front of the cameras and he says the same things. Over and over and over.

“When members speak not of victory but of time limits, deadlines and other arbitrary measures, they are telling the enemy simply to watch the clock and wait us out,” Cheney said in a speech to the American Israel Public Affairs Committee. “When members of Congress pursue an antiwar strategy that’s been called ‘slow bleed,’ they are not supporting the troops, they are undermining them.”

Maybe it’s because this argument is the only one they have, but whatever the reason, it’s becoming surreal. He says the same thing in almost the same words with the same expression of snarling contempt, and in the same tone of absolute how-dare-you-question-me certainty that he had when he said he “knew” where the WMD’s were.

Knew, mind you.

You could almost sit down with Cheney’s last statement and bet on how many words were going to change in the new one. 2? 3? He’s turning into a human tape loop.

This administration started a war it can’t explain, justify, or defend. Thousands of people on both sides have died because of it,  and all it has to offer us is a wind-up VP and his tape loop, saying the same things endlessly, endlessly, endlessly.

I feel like I’m living inside an SNL skit.