The perjury trial of Lewis “Scooter” Libby, former top aide to Vice President Dick Cheney, began this week, with prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald playing the role of Mike Nifong. With apologies to Gordon Lightfoot, then, and to the victims of a famous shipwreck, here’s how the bards will tell the tale:p>The legend lives on from main Justice on down br> Of the thrill of the big prosecution br> The “kill,” it is said, gives a rush to one’s head br> When the perp for his sins makes ablutions. br> And with yellowcake tales and reporters in jail, br> Well, then, Patrick Fitzgerald sensed vict’ry. br> But Fitz, the fed man, soon would get his hide tanned br> When Bob Woodward did clear up the myst’ry. /p> p>Before Valerie Plame, the young Fitz had a name br> As a g-man of growing distinction. br> But his own lust for blood got him stuck in the mud, br> And it’s taking his case toward extinction. br> ‘Twas Joe Wilson who lied, but not the Veep’s side:
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?