But, but, he's Jesus Petraeus!
Senior congressional aides said yesterday that the White House has proposed limiting the much-anticipated appearance on Capitol Hill next month of Gen. David H. Petraeus and Ambassador Ryan C. Crocker to a private congressional briefing, suggesting instead that the Bush administration's progress report on the Iraq war should be delivered to Congress by the secretaries of state and defense.
The White House wants him silenced, neutered, invisible, the White House wants to write his gospels for him, to speak for him, to interpret what he didn't say.
Aren't metaphors ofttimes wonderfully uncanny?
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Fred Thompson's been sniffing the broderpanties of bipartisanship, and Toolio approves!
"There's no reason for me to run just to be president," he (Thompson) said. "I don't desire the emoluments of the office. I don't want to live a lie and clever my way to the nomination or election. But if you can put your ideas out there -- different, more far-reaching ideas -- that is worth doing."
Thompson, like many of the others running, has caught a strong whiff of the public disillusionment with both parties in Washington -- and the partisanship that has infected Congress, helping to speed his own departure from the Senate.
Fred is too noble for emoluments.
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That Fred Muttonchop is just so streamydreamy, in a totally and righteously tooliobyway.
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- Sifu Tweety has an interestingly frightening take on Rove's retirement: he wants out of Bush's really stupid plans.
- Bluegal on the upper right quadrant of American presidential candidates (Hey! A chart!).
- Doghouse examines pantloadpooh so you don't have too.
- Yet another profile on the running sore called Rudy.
- While George Packer blames Rove for ruining Packer's war.
- IOZ on calling your pancreas a terrorist and promptly invading.
- John Podesta's offering advice to Bushco?
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And from yesterday's Salon, an article on coal mining, a good and grim reminder of the negotiations that were needed to make this job - and all labor jobs - as better shitty now compared to how worse shitty capital had it then and would have it again.
Once again, I'd like to thank my dad for getting me the hell out of Republic, Pennsylvania,
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