Damn, I love that dog.
I don?t care if Rove leaked the identity of a CIA undercover agent to Cooper who may have repeated it to Novak who wrote about it in his column after he revealed it to Miller who may have heard it from Libby who did or did not hear it from Cheney who knew nothing about Plame being the wife of Wilson who wrote about yellowcake uranium not being purchased by Saddam Hussein from Niger.
I don?t care if the President is not talking because the investigation is not finished because all the facts have not come out and because no one can come forward and tell the truth until it is all resolved by Patrick Fitzgerald, the special prosecutor.
Where oh where is Barney? I hope he didn?t get out and run away and get lost. Doesn?t anyone care but me?
Last week I saw the President on TV walking across the White House lawn with Karl Rove in tow apparently orchestrated to show that the President supports Mr. Rove in this time of tribulation about Plame/Novak/Cooper/Miller, etc. Scott McClellan was close behind as if being walked on a dog leash by the President. Barney would have been jealous.
Barney was nowhere in sight. I?m worried.
I don?t care about the $500 billion deficit, what happened to the $350 tax giveback for the wealthy or the $8 trillion national debt. I can?t care about money at a time like this. I?m worried about Barney.
Sometimes I think I am being set-up. I know politics can be sinister and manipulative. I?ve heard all about ?dirty tricks?, leaking to the press, and staged photo-ops. Is this a ploy? Is information about Barney being withheld to purposely distract me about the plight of our great nation when the scourge of international terrorism and evildoers is challenging us? Is this a political trick to divert me from concern about issues like the national health care crisis and the economic and financial precipice from which our nation teeters on the edge?
Bush should thank God that Barney can?t be called to testify before the Grand Jury. If Barney was subpoenaed to testify, the President?s goose would be cooked. Barney, under oath, and threatened with jail time, would have to spill the beans. It would be worse than a Cessna flying low and slow directly over the White House. It would be implosion time for all of the regular, big-wig, special interest parasites who visit the White House. Barney has taken names, and dogs don?t forget easily. Barney knows who is a friend of America and who is a foe. It?s instinctive with dogs. They just know.
If only I knew----about Barney, that is. If I could be assured that Barney was safe everything would be okay. All I want is just one more 30-second video clip on TV showing Barney walking proudly across the White House lawn to the shiny green helicopter.
I love that dog.
James Boyne
dboyne@aol.com
James Boyne is a freelance writer who has written dozens of humorous, political satires which can be accessed at ?Columnist?s Archives? at www.opednews.com. He welcomes your comments at his email address. His writings also have been published on many other Progressive web sites.
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