Oh, Dickie, even if a special prosecutor doesn't put you in gaol (don't you love that spelling?), there is a far darker presence waiting for you on the other side after you've slid into the gullet of the hound of hell and digested for a while. I daresay that eternity doesn't seem long enough.In the meantime, the only thing standing between the Bush-Cheney cabal and some serious prosecution is the thin--and quite dim--reed of Alberto "Torture Boy" Gonzalez, whose testimony before the Senate subcommittee yesterday was virtually a confession of high crimes in the executive branch. Even Arlen Specter jumped in to get his television time as a "tough prosecutor, but of course today, after the Dems issued subpoenas and contempt charges, he morphed back into a Bush crack-licking errand boy and claimed they were going too far.
This doesn't excuse the Dems, of course, who by now should have articles of impeachment and huge armies of supporters ringing the White House demanding resignation. "Gotov je!" He's finished. But they won't do it, because in the end, the leadership of the Democratic Party identifies with the Repubs in terms of class affiliation, something we don't seem to recognize in this country. They pretend to be an opposition party and we keep falling for it. Until a viable third party starts tearing into this kabuki dance, we're going to continue to slither first into moral and economic bankruptcy and then into irrelevance. And I, as an American, a proud American for the real country this should be, am fighting and spitting mad about it.
So what shall we do, eh?
