Oh dear. Karl Rove, who hasnt' been much help to W lately, is going to have a really tough time fixing the cowboy prez' latest scandal. The news today (in case you live in a cave) is that Bush and Cheney authorized Cheney's top aide to "launch a counterattack of leaks against administration critics on Iraq by feeding intelligence information to reporters."
On a seemingly unrelated note, I have a fantasy of how to handle my office's own scandal at work, our version of Plamegate. I'd like to drop a note in the office's suggestion box, that reads: "Will our boss and the young Ho in production just Do It and get it over with? We're all tired of seeing her walk around in inappropriate club clothes and watching him salivate with even more inappropriate desire."
Nothing is more pathetic tha a bald, fat man with lizard eyes in heat over a puppy-faced, JLo-assed child thirty years his junior. Actually, there is one exception: a pious born-again cowboy president with a 'get-out-of-my-sandbox' mentality. Will W get his due? Probably not. Still, am I enjoying his bad press? Oh yes.
