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Feb. 16, 2006 We can never know what goes on inside the twisted mind and heart of a fascist like Dick Cheney. The following is my hypothesis of Dick Cheney's mindset the day he almost rubbed out his friend and fellow business criminal, Harry Whittington. This is mostly opinion and speculation of course, but my assumption is based on some facts. Late last week Scooter Libby, Dick Cheney's former chief of staff now under indictment for perjury, admitted that he was ordered by a superior to release classified information, if it would cast a positive light on the Bush administration. His only superior is Dick Cheney (or George W. Bush) which means Vice President Cheney must have approved of the leak in the Valerie Plame case. I've known this all along because a chief of staff only does what his boss wants him to do, but for some reason the so called liberal media can't seem to put two and two together. However, this development could possibly break through the obtuseness that is so characteristic of the modern day journalists who cover politics. Cheney was desperate. The Bush administration was running out of the irrelevant distractions they use when dense reporters actually accidentally sniff around one of the many scandals of this most corrupt administration. The next day Cheney was drinking beer at lunch. He claims he only had one beer which means three or four or five. If he really only had one, he would have said none. A beer bash luncheon is appropriate preparation for Cheney's favorite sport--the gentlemanly persuit of shooting tame maimed birds. Cheney staggered outside with a shotgun in hand, all the while thinking of what distraction he could use to send newshounds running in the wrong direction. The ranch hand opened the cage, out fly the tame maimed quail, and Cheney started shooting wildly. Oh, how he loves killing the helpless! The bloodthirsty hunt got him excited, and there right in front of him was the answer. Shoot Harry. The media might jump all over the story, he'd be the butt of jokes, but they'd forget all about his role in the release of classified information, a colossal scandal. In the end he figured it'd be chalked up as an accident, and the true scandal story would be snuffed out. So Blam! He shot Harry and everything worked out as planned. The media conduct a circus over an accident and ignore the real scandal. And all Cheney had to do was sober up and four days later face a softball interview with Fox Network's Brit Hume, a fellow fascist. I'll go a little further with this conspiracy hypothesis. Perhaps Harry Whittington was willing to take one for his buddy. You know how these right wing nuts are. Remember G. Gordon Liddy? There was no way it was an accident. There are one million hunters in Texas, and in 2004 there were only twenty-nine accidents. What are the chances that it could have really been an accident? Less than one percent. Dick Cheney has proven that he has no scruples whatsoever. I wouldn't put anything past him. Meanwhile, the milk toast media swallows the bait like a big mouth bass striking a shiny lure. What we need today are some journalists with brains and guts, but I see only idiot chumps asking the wrong questions. Too bad that old radio hero from the 1930's is fictional. I'm sure he would expose the monster that is Dick Cheney. I can just picture it: Cheney confronted by that dark hero of days gone by. Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of Dick Cheney? The Shadow knows. ------------ About the author Mark Gelbart: My book, Talk Radio, is a black comedy about a radio talk show host who gets kidnapped and psychologically tortured by a loser. www.mark-gelbart.com Email: agelbart@aol.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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