Mr. Panetta's hog-wash continues Bush's dungeons and dragons game.

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                                                                  hog-wash:
                                                    1. Refuse given to hogs; swill
                                                    2. Any worthless stuff
                                                    3. Meaningless  or insincere talk, writing,

                                                        etc; nonsene, bunk
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So much of what George W. Bush and Dick Cheney spoke, during their time of holding this country hostage to fear, cronyism and war, had the ring of hog-wash to it, so much so, that ultimately, even the people who’d once believed in their words, almost as if they were listening to sacred words from God, began to have doubts about the veracity of Bush’s words (Cheney‘s too), to the point that many who had defended Bush and his Darth Vader, were, by the end of Bush’s reign of fear and terror, mumbling things like, “o, no, there he goes again!” Or, “who does he think he’s kidding?”

Toward the end of his reign, the Bush hog-wash didn’t wash; people began to see through his disingenuous discourse … better yet, people began to see through his hypocritical ingenuity to create tension, his ability to stretch the truth (fabricate lies and make them seem like true facts), particularly as it related to excuses and pretexts for his, “war on terror,” his, “reign of torture, waterboarding and his denial that waterboarding is not torture …”  Paradoxically, Bush waged a war of terror and fear against this country.

Now we have in Leon Panetta, Obama’s CIA Director, a continuity of the spilling of the Bush hog-wash, with his request to Federal magistrates, and his appeal to the public, through the media mouthpieces, that Bush era documents on taped CIA interrogations should be kept sealed because their release would endanger national security.

Hog-wash!

Mr. Panetta, I have to say, your words these days have the same insincere ring to them as they did when they were uttered by Bush, or his Poppy, or his puppeteer, Señor Cheney. Then they actually sounded more like the words of a sinner doing everything he can to hide his sins from the light of truth.  A cover-up. Yes. He fed the public, we the people,  words to cover up his crimes and keep, we the people, paralyzed by fear so we could not judge the severity of his crimes. 

Through the use of fear, Bush wanted to hide the link between himself, his crimes, and we the people.

Yes. We the people.

But you, Mr. Panetta,  having seen the proof of those crimes, are setting yourself up as the ultimate arbiter, the one judge who continues to conceal the proof of Bush’s sins.

Your excuse that bringing the evidence of Bush’s crimes to light will imperil national security because it will show the enemy what we know about him, simply just reeks of hog-wash.

Do you not think that the enemy already knows what we know about him? 

Of course they do, and of course you know that. 

Twisted logic there Mr. Panetta; the kind of twisted logic that makes me think of Poppy’s  covert CIA hands manipulating you.  Pushing you to make the statement uttered by you, June 9th. A statement which also carries with it a tinge of the kind of arrogance and fear the Bush/Cheney ticket spread around for eight years to every confine of this country.  In my mind, it is Poppy who is the ultimate fear mongerer, however; and I can almost hear the low, nasal complaining, almost desperate cry of Poppy Bush urging you, perhaps even by some sort of threat, to conceal the horrors, the tarnish that his son laid upon this country.  They, the Bushes who want to be elevated (and have already elevated themselves) to the stature of bronze statue heroes wherever  those are placed to honor the great, or the tilted great … or …. in some cases thieves, dictators and misguided souls who pulled the wool over an entire people’s eyes.

And you, like Eric Holder, who, I once thought of as integral but has now become a major disappointment, have no qualms but to go along with the Bushes game of stash and hide, or dungeons and dragons, or when there is no excuse, fear is the only excuse.

Truth always surfaces, even if it takes years for it to do so.  When it does, it is usually healing! What you will not reveal through a policy of candor and openness today, will be revealed at some point, through leaks, or a new policy under a new CIA director in a new administration in years to come who is not governed by any kind of Bush fear. Just you wait and see Mr. Panetta, just you wait ...  Sort of like the, “just you wait and see Mr. Higgins, just you wait …” song in that Eliza Doolittle movie better known as My Fair Lady.

Since when does truth hurt?

Are you not aware that truth is healing?  Are you not aware that truth cleanses and paves a road towards forgiveness?

This thing about not revealing the truth of the Bush administration’s sins and crimes because of the consequences it could have, has so much more a ring of hog-wash and insincerity to it, than it does of truth and paternalistic embrace of the country, that it ought to be plain embarrassing to stand before any kind of court and/or microphones to continue on with the fear propaganda generated by the Bushes ...

Too bad that Mr. Obama has bought the Bushes argument put forth through you as a mouthpiece for them and that the dungeon and dragons games continues.  Too bad that light and truth are not given the chance to surface and to heal that we all hoped for. Too bad.  Too sad.

Does anyone out there, other than the Bushes and those who have been intimidated by them, actually believe that truth can hurt?
I seriously doubt it.

Authors Bio:
E.T.SIMON ... Keeping the Bio Real and Transparent ...
E. T. SIMON is more often like a transplanted palm tree from the land of Santiago de Cuba where she was born to a Cuban, Tulane University, lawyer educated father and, a Mississippi, mother, great-granddaughter of American Revolutionary War hero, Brigadier General Andrew Pickens who is credited with the victory against the British in the Battle of the Cowpens. Although at times, E.T. Simon is more like, the fruit of the pecan of her Mississippi grandparents pecan farm of long ago, or even like the Sycamore so firmly rooted in the Florida Peninsula. As such, the daughter of bi-cultural, bi-lingual parents, E.T. Simon navigated the bi-cultural ties, bi-lingual shores of her birth, while learning to appreciate Cuban and Southern cuisine and cultures, from a very early age.

At the age of 15, two years after her mother's death, she dreamt about running away from her home to join the , "Bohemians" of the 1950s in New York's Greenwich Village and become a writer. She did not. In 1961, at the age of 18 her father sent her across the pond to her mother's family in Mississippi in an effort to keep her from falling prey to Fidel Castro's repressive agents who were on her trail for her opposition to Fidel Castro.
Bumpy rides, or not, In 1976, E.T. Simon, after twelve years of part time studies, with in-between times-off for parenting, obtained her B.A. in English with a Major in Literature and a double minor in Psychology and Philosophy. In 1985 she obtained her Master's Degree in Counseling and in 1987 her License in Marriage and Family Therapy.
Her quest to pursue a MFA in Creative Writing was derailed when a stuffed shirt Chaucer Literature Professor graded her paper on The Prioress Tale short of the A she needed to establish her credentials in the MFA Creative Writing Program, even while receiving the support of the Academic Dean who told her with a certain urgency, "don't stop writing. You'll find a way."
Prior to pursuing her graduate studies in counseling, Ms. E.T. Simon joined a Creative Writing Group where she honed in on some of the art and craft of writing and had the pleasure of attending poetry readings by Tess Gallagher, Denise Levertov, Rutabaga Rose and others.
Following her 1985 graduation, Ms. E.T. Simon proceeded to work as a counselor/family therapist until 1998 when, following surgery, she became a near recluse and has remained a near recluse for the last twelve years or so.
It was during those years that she worked as a counselor/family therapist that Ms. E.T. Simon learned that grief is a powerful agent which often contributes to the derailing of families; that human hearts can bury grief for generations and generations with the grief popping up unexpectedly as a symptom anywhere, sometimes even in someone else further along in the generations.
Ms. E.T. Simon also learned that when careful unearthing of buried grief happens and a person is enabled to truly grieve the pain of a loss they have been holding on to for years, then rebalancing of the derailment takes place and true healing occurs.

Writing is a lifelong love of E.T. Simon's, and whether she kept her writings buried in dusty drawers, or shared them with university professors, writers' groups, editors, or published them, the writer's flame burns undying in her. The flame of truth also burns in her along with the need to stand up for the underdog, of which, today, she finds herself to be one. This blended well in her throughout her years of computer activism for peace and social justice.

E.T. Simon's articles have been published under the name of TERESA SIMON-NOBLE, the pen name of ELENA DUMAS; and at times, under the additional pen name of SKYAGUNSTA, or SKYAGUNSTA PICKENS, both of which are a direct reference to her great-great-grandfather Brigadier General Andrew Pickens who was named "Skyagunsta," by Native Americans who came to appreciate him as a man of conscience. Please also know that whether the articles have been signed with one name, or another; with a pen name, or another, the writings have always come straight from my heart, my perception, and my core values.
In other words, it has always been me, and only me, writing the articles.