One must assume Mr. Kinsley’s eyes are brown.
Of course it isn’t. Its merely another drip, of the drip, drip, drip that occurs when someone pees down your neck and tells you its raining. On its own, damaging but not damning. It is not, however, remotely on its own, we have testimony from any number of knowledgeable sources, Mr. Allen and Clarke, for instance. Mr. Kinsley is firmly denying a claim never made: that the DSM, on its own, is proof positive.
Well, yes and no. Just about a year before, Colin Powell and the delightful Ms. Rice had publicly declared Iraq’s utter helplessness. A charitable man might be able to convince himself that the Bushiviks truly believed that Saddam had WMD, but the leap of faith required to make that an urgent threat to the US is the faith that surpasseth understanding.
“I say, C, is this official Washington you’re talking about? Any substance to this?”
“Why, no, Tony, just the tone I surmised from cocktail parties and policy wonk chit-chat. Now that you mention it, I maybe should have checked that out a bit more…”
Please. Kinsley is making a suggestion he cannot begin to substantiate, that somehow “C” was a shallow observer, connected only to an ethereal entity called “Washington”.
“Rummy, this is Your Leader. That English intelligence guy is here. Look, take him out to a titty bar, get him drunk, but don’t tell him nothing…”
Sure. Right.
But he did. Woodward told the story, how he stuck his head into Condi Rices office and said “Bleepity bleep! We’re taking Saddam out!” So far as I know, the Bushiviks never denied this story, mostly because they were so giddy and giggly about Woodward’s depiction as a firm, oh-so-manly Leader who thinks from his gut. (Funny, when the chicks do it, we call it “intuition”, when we do it, its “thinking from our guts”. Testosterone poisoning. All great leaders rely on such viseral cognition. Custer, for instance)
Why would he be expected to have specifics? Was the memo supposed to have the order of battle a year in advance? At this point, the war was merely a playful gleam in Death’s eye.
Quite so. Merely an observation. From an intelligence professional. Apparently one rather well respected amongst the Blair Boys, else they would not have sent him, now would they?
Ah, there’s those quote marks again. Isn’t wonderful how much you can imply with just a couple of jumped-up apostrophe’s. Too bad he doesn’t have a “wink” smiley availabe.
If Robert Scheer is left wing, I’m a bomb throwing anarchist Wobbly.
Anybody else want to take a crack at this silly sumbitch?