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Edited on Tue May-10-05 02:55 PM by calimary
from the highest levels. They're afraid. They're afraid NOT to be in bed with these people.
Here's something that just occurred to me:
I'll BETCHA that bushco will get away with this. And this. And this. And this. And this. And finally, this agonizing additional four-year hostage hold will end. And somebody else will get into the White House. And once the bad guys are all at a safe distance out of range, and relaxing on their yachts or their vacation homes somewhere, or retired, or dead, THEN the memoirs will come out.
You'll get something from Katie Couric. You'll get something from Wolf Blitzer. Judy Woodruff may finally weigh in. Maybe a whole slew of them. And they'll all say the same thing - about how America was had, on a rotating spit, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, by these people, and there will be details. Recountings and quotings of phone calls and memos - maybe even copies of the memos in the books, right in there with the other photos in the photo section in the middle. They'll talk about media manipulation. They'll name names. They'll talk about how they were threatened and leaned on and intimidated and that insinuations were made about ending their careers for them, maybe threatening the lives of people in their family. Maybe if one of them had someone in the armed forces, the sinister hint would come about this person being redeployed to maybe a REALLY dangerous part of Baghdad if they didn't keep their mouths shut. Like that drunken raging threat dubya snarled to Woodruff and her husband, Al Hunt, AND their little boy while at dinner in a public restaurant in New York in 1988: "You fucking son of a bitch. I saw what you wrote. We're not going to forget this."
The reason I mention Katie Couric is because of a story Michael Moore tells about his appearance with her on the "Today" show. He was talking about media manipulation. The segment ends. Commercial break. They're unplugging the microphones. And she leans over to him and murmurs "you know, you're SO RIGHT" and proceeds to confirm everything he's said and everything he's said he suspects. She further confesses to an incident perpetrated against her personally: she did an interview on the "Today" show with some White House person and afterward, a phone call was placed from the vice president's office to the NBC brass "upstairs" as she put it - pointedly complaining about "her tone of voice" during the interview. She, then, got a memo from said "upstairs" - warning her that she better watch it and behave herself. Michael Moore says he urged her to write an op/ed piece about it, to come out about it, to make this public, to draw some light and heat to it - because "after all, you're KATIE COURIC! There may be three people in this whole country who can't be fired and you're one of them, for God's sakes! WHY DON'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?!?!?!?" Her response? "Someday, I will."
SOMEDAY, I WILL.
I think that "someday" will, indeed, come. But it will come only after all the traitors and criminals and other vermin and Third Reichians who need to be held accountable for this are long gone, out of range, and perhaps either dead or unlocatable/unreachable. THEN you'll probably see some confessionals from the pathetic, simpering steno pool. Maybe from some chief editor at the Washington Post or NYTimes or Time Magazine. Maybe Michael Isikoff will finally come clean. But only at the point of "by then, nobody will give a damn..." I'll bet hard cash they don't DARE do anything before that time.
I'm thinking maybe this is how it will be.
These people have evidently been threatened. Or insinuations made. Or threats that their kid's application to that toney college they're dying to go to - won't go through. Or maybe that loan you took out to cover Aunt Minnie's medical bills - won't go through. Or maybe even the reverse - you know that conversation we had about how you wished you could get your kid into Harvard and you knew you didn't have a prayer? Or - your wife has inoperable cancer - you know, there's a great vacation you could take her to - in the Grand Caymans while she can still enjoy it, and ... Well... there COULD be a way... Oh, and by the way, about that other thing... make sure you sit on it, 'eh? If it turns up on the front page... "
Remember the anthrax scare? The Enquirer photographer who'd taken pictures of Jenna and Barbara drunk in some disco evidently was the one who got one delivery - and died. Others went to Tom Brokaw and the New York Times. Nobody ever got to the bottom of those, either, did they? And it was timed directly on the heels of 9/11, when most of America including the press was scared straight out of its collective socks.
Frankly, I'm scaring myself a little as I write this. But this is what I think has happened. The media got the message, alright. Boy, did they ever. And then, our country "gets" it, too. Straight up the ass.
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