Sorkin Loves Cheney

With the Libby stuff leaking out, don’t you get the feeling Cheney is just waiting for his Jack Nicholson in “A Few Good Men" Moment? Don’t you get the feeling he’s waiting to be dragged in for some dramatic moment so he can have a glorious end to this whole shitbacle? He saw how his buddy Rummy left with his tail between his legs and knows he can do better.

“Mr. Vice President - did you allow the name of the agent to be leaked?”
“I don’t have to answer this.”
“Mr. Vice President – DID YOU ALLOW THE NAME OF THE AGENT TO BE LEAKED?”
“You want an answer?!”
“I want the truth!!”
“YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!! Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Mostly, reservists and guardsmen on their 8th or 9th tours. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? Hell, I would myself but I just invented my 17th deferment to go with my others from Vietnam, so stuff that! I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. Do you think those outrageous Halliburton contracts no-bid themselves?!?!?! You weep for Libby, and you curse my former staff. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know….which is, mostly, that if you have 4 of your goons hold down a pheasant after drugging it you can spray it with buckshot and call it “hunting”…That this leak, while tragic, probably saved lives. Not REALLY, but what am I supposed to say here? And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. Well, I mean the important ones, the 7 people in the country who have more money than me and Georgie Boy. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, mission accomplished, and futaqua. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. “Knock knock!” “Who‘s there?” “Orange!” “Orange who?” “Orange you glad I didn’t say banana? Mission accomplished!!” I have neither the time nor the inclination, especially with my 6 pacemakers whirring like a helicopter, to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, as long as you’re white, which I believe we’ve already discussed, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.”
“Did you let that name be leaked?”
“Sir, you don’t have to answer that!”
“DID YOU LET THAT NAME BE LEAKED!??!!?!?!?!”
“YOU’RE GODDAM RIGHT I DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Stunned silence…Cheney gets up, flips the keys to the administration to Bush. “All yours. I’m out…PEACE, BITCHES!!”