Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I'm The Dick, Dammit!

As we know, Dick Cheney isn't happy enough that he hasn't been tried as a war criminal and relieved to disappear and quietly live in the lap of luxury, of course he needs to keep popping his head up and blathering away to anyone who will listen how awesome he is.  This guy says the book is Cheney's last rodeo:
As the anniversary of 9/11 draws near, and In My Time hits the bookstores, Dick Cheney will have one more moment on the national stage to remind people that the policies of today were shaped by his strategic vision. And then, if his HeartMate II keeps pumping and the water recedes, he can go back home and fish in peace.
I doubt it.  I'm sure there'll be yet another book to come, and plenty of appearances on any "political show" he wants, since as Americans we never seem to quench our thirst for the thoughts of someone who has never, ever gotten a single thing right (see also: Kristol, Bill.)

Cheney is the OJ Simpson of politics - instead of being happy he got off and simply going away, he can't seem to shut the fuck up.

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