The technical culpabilty of Mr. Rover is of no consequence, so far as I am concerned. The only reason I would have to want him tried is so that all the facts of the matter become public record. I have no particular interest in seeing him “do time” at some min-security Club Fed, that isn’t “prison”, that’s summer camp where you can’t leave.
The crime or lack thereof isn’t the story. The story is the lengths to which a vindictive and mean-spirited WH will go to punish and discredit. But mostly punish. By the time this story got out, the cat was long since out of the bag, discrediting Plame/Wilson as a source was no longer relevent, the facts were already on the table: the “yellowcake” fable included in Bush’s “Saddam’s got nukes to get yo mamma!” scenario was a steaming load.
The Bushiviks aren’t afraid of anyone going to jail. They’re afraid of the ghost of Nixon clinging to Bush, they’re afraid of the image of him screwing over his enemies. For telling the truth. Remember Scott Ritter? Now, I don’t much cotton to jarhead officers with stainless steel rectums, they give me the willies. But I admire and respect a man who speaks truth to power.
When he was confronting Saddam’s henchcreeps and bullying them into compliance, the Bushiks just loved his tight little heinie, they couldn’t get enough of him, they’d eat him up with a spoon. But as soon as he started talking truth they didn’t want to hear, suddenly rumors began to pop up, dark shadows in his past, hints of sexual misconduct with minors, if I recoil correctly.
These people play dirty. Their image of propriety and decency is pure Bushwah. They’d feed their grandmother into a wood chipper for ten electoral votes. For twenty, they’d do it feet first and videotape the look on her face.
Let the truth be known, and justice will have been done. Let the people see the true nature of the men we’ve so foolishly entrusted with awesome power, and maybe…just maybe…we’ll be a little more careful next time.
From my lips to the antennae of our Insect Overlords.