So, Scott McClellan, the former White House Press Secretary shat a nuke last week.

I remember watching the puffy squinty eyed little bastard behind the dais obfuscate with abandon while marveling at how he could just stand there and lie with so much conviction on national television.

I loathed him for his lack of integrity. For something like three years his job was to foist copious quantities of egregious bullshit on a lazy and often complicit news media to be disseminated to the the rest of us.

Absent any sympathy, I still couldn’t help but gawk at a man doing what was surely one of the most difficult and filthy jobs that exists in this country.

He was the official liar of the Executive branch. Talk about state sponsored terrorism. He was responsible for fooling a lot of the people a lot of the time.

“The most powerful leader in the world had called upon me to speak on his behalf and help restore credibility he lost amid the failure to find weapons of mass destruction in Iraq. So I stood at the White house briefing room podium in front of the glare of the klieg lights for the better part of two weeks and publicly exonerated two of the senior-most aides in the White House: Karl Rove and Scooter Libby.
“There was one problem. It was not true.
“I had unknowingly passed along false information. And five of the highest ranking officials in the administration were involved in my doing so: Rove, Libby, the vice President, the President’s chief of staff, and the president himself.”

This, from a book written by the boy of dough himself. Not due to be available for purchase until April of next year.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Think about it. Some of the biggest breakers of this administration’s back have been former first stringers.

It began with “terrorism Czar” Richard Clarke and Secretary of The Treasury Paul O’Neill. They both published early in the reign of terror and both tomes blistered with indictments against what we see now as their most raw and gaping wounds.

Since then, former CIA and FBI agents, generals, people from his own father’s administration have been unapologetically vehement with crticism and even disdain.

There’s another rogue wave that has yet to bear fruit. The dead men walking that will haunt this corpse while it’s consumed by ugly scavengers. An entire deckfull of the good, the bad and the ugly. All of them pissed off.

Rumsfeld, Rove, Powell, Ashcroft, Gonzales and Christi Todd Whitman. Medal of Freedom recipientsTommy Franks, Paul Bremer and George Tenet. Scott McClellan, Ari Fleischer and Tony Snow. Tom Ridge, Norm Mineta, Tommy Thompson…….

Legislative Republicans en masse are in exodus. The party itself divided, fractured, in tatters and not bothering with the wounded.

This thing is rotten from the inside.

Dick-in-Bush are now a malignant cancer metastasizing at an exponential clip. They’re infected and fucked and they know it.

Ever seen a cornered opossum? Huge pissed off marsupial rodents. Really ugly and mean. Corner one and it will hiss, drool, growl and charge right at you and then disappear.

Let’s hope so huh?

The facilitating infrastructure has either walked away or been cast aside. What we are left with is an obese plutocracy and an utterly naked emperor. They are very, very dangerous.

No smoking, no open flame and do not approach the cage. Helmets mandatory at all times.

This is about to get very ugly.

What once was drunk with power, now cannot afford a drink yet still grips the reigns.

Man, I hate these fucks.

Don’t sit by the window.

Drinks for my friends.