So, the Scoot skated. The fix was in the minute Scooter came under suspicion and was investigated.
It's okay, America. Don't worry that George Bush looked you straight in the eye and said if anyone in his administration was involved in leaking Valerie Plame's CIA status, they would outta there.
I can imagine the conversation that took place earlier in the day before that infamous statement stumbled out of Bush's mouth.
Or -- my favorite scenario -- the Scooter said something like, Dickie, I'll throw myself under the train for you, but you're going to put a promise in writing that my lawyer will put in a safe place...a very safe place, in triplicate.
You're going to promise that if I'm convicted, the President will pardon me or commute my sentence. If you don't and I am convicted, I'm going to blab my head off and you're going to the slam with me.
It's no wonder Scooter looked so relaxed all during his trial; he knew the fix was in and he'd be out.
And they said Clinton's lying about sex was bad; bad enough to impeach him. I'd rather have a president who's getting a little on the side while tending to business, than one who f*&ks with us, the Constitution and the world.
I'll bet when Jack Abramoff heard the news about Libby he was so pissed off at his old White House "friends" he ripped the sink in his cell off the wall. The toilet, too.
Martha Stewart served out her term in prison while her conviction for lying to FBI agents was under appeal. I'm sure she has a few cogent thoughts about the Libby commutation.
If Paris Hilton had half a cogent thought about anything, wonder what she'd say about going to jail for driving with an expired driver's license.
Oh, pish. So what if outing Plame destroyed an entire spy network that took years to build, and exposed friends and allies of the United States who worked with her to who knows what from our enemies.
I'd rather see Jack the Ripper get pardoned, he only killed a few women; Libby's crimes killed a spy network.