Monday, February 13, 2006
The World's Biggest Quail
So. Dick Cheney shot someone. When the news first broke, the blogs I usually visit were cracking up about it. I'll admit that there's some humor in it, but, at the time, I figured, hey, it's an accident. We all make shitty mistakes, and I'm sure Dick will come clean about everything.
Only, not so much:
Unofficially, maybe a little: "'The vice president was concerned,' said Mary Matalin, a Cheney adviser who spoke with him yesterday morning. 'He felt badly, obviously. On the other hand, he was not careless or incautious or violate any of the [rules]. He didn't do anything he wasn't supposed to do.'"
...you shot a man in the fucking face, Dick. I don't care if the quail in Texas can carry off buffalo in their talons like the roc, you did something very fucking wrong.
Start denying responsibility for the big things, and soon enough, it works its way down to the more personal stuff. I bet he tells Lynne he hasn't done anything wrong if he ate too much of the meat sauce before the pasta could be served.
Only, not so much:
Unofficially, maybe a little: "'The vice president was concerned,' said Mary Matalin, a Cheney adviser who spoke with him yesterday morning. 'He felt badly, obviously. On the other hand, he was not careless or incautious or violate any of the [rules]. He didn't do anything he wasn't supposed to do.'"
...you shot a man in the fucking face, Dick. I don't care if the quail in Texas can carry off buffalo in their talons like the roc, you did something very fucking wrong.
Start denying responsibility for the big things, and soon enough, it works its way down to the more personal stuff. I bet he tells Lynne he hasn't done anything wrong if he ate too much of the meat sauce before the pasta could be served.
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