In case you missed it over at the Washington Post this week: Dick Cheney is out of his goddamned mind. Seriously. Three easy reading installments with a fourth scheduled to drop on Wednesday. Check it out: blog.washingtonpost.com/cheney.
Read ’em and weep. The guy is off the chart crazy. I can’t even pick a favorite gut-churning factoids out of that fucking pile of steaming shit. The whole thing just makes me want to drink bourbon.
Then again, eating lunch makes me want to drink. Whisky River take my mind…
So it goes.
I figure the fact that Cheney was “convinced that the ‘war on terror’ required ‘robust interrogations’ of captured suspects” just begs the question: What did “robust interrogations” mean exactly?
It means the whole world thinks we’re dicks. We pulled a Lynndie.
Time for a little trip down memory lane.
Imitation is a form of flattery, right?
Yeah, that sure was a high water mark for American style international diplomacy. We won’t be cleaning up after that one for the next 50 years or anything.by