Tribune in the Gym

Tribune in the Gym

The Neocons

Rummy and spinning John Rendon

Tri-Lateral Commission Gym, the comic

Scalia and Alito, the comic

The Leak

Had it not been for Patrick Fitzgerald, the entire Plame leak case would have simply been business as usual among those who ride the exercycles of power here in the tri-lateral commission gym. No, embarassingly, it's on the front pages of papers and on CNN. Of course, half the public hasn't got a clue what the case is about...but still...

The worst is that my boss, Dick Cheney, has had his name bandied about. He comes into the gym like a bear and yells at everyone. I slink behind my desk when he come in and hope he doen't have a reason to see a hatcheck girl. If he sees a CIA guy mullling about, he simply takes out a taser and zaps him. It's not good to be CIA around here right now.

It's not so good beteen Mr. Cheney and the neocons, either. Every meeting becomes a yellling contest. It gets kind of embarassing. Richard Perle ended up tangled in a particularly complicated piece of weight lifting equipment when he mentioned to Jack Hannah that perhaps leaking more CIA agents would take the onus off of Scooter Libby. Make it sort of a common thing to happen in Washington, therefore making the Plame case seem insignificant, so Perle argued. Or maybe he was joking. Either way, it took a half hour to extract him.

I really don't know what the fuss is about. Inevitably, everyone will get a pardon, as the president gets to act as Deus ex Machina in this little play.

I'm not all that worried. I think the Tri-Lateral Commission Gym is here to stay.

Happy at Last

When Grover Norquist bounces around the gym like a carefree puppy dog, you know the worst is over.

The entire Norquist philosophy of less government but more government money for the total not needy is coming to fruition in New Orleans. The negligence of the Federal government, so much the reason behind the sad hurricane response, works best when doling out cost plus contracts, school vouchers, and every other cause espoused by Norquist and his group, The Americans for Tax Reform. No government oversight means free market forces are draining the Lake Pontchartrain of borrowed money right into the pockets of those who need it least. God Bless America.

Norquist's elation flies in the face of his being implicated in laundering money for Jack Abramoff. But with John Roberts' confirmation hearings going swimmingly, the future of the Supreme Court as total nonentity looks secure. Justice, like government oversight, will cease to exist.

Norquist's good friend, President Bush, has taken the blame for the poor hurricane response. Like Christ who took the blame for all the sins of the world, or any given right wing Christian who is daily absolved of any murder, rape and pillage if they simply own up to pledging their lives to Christ, Bush has cleansed the rest of the government of its previous life so it can get down to the business of giving out contracts to rebuild New Orleans just as it has been giving out contracts for rebuilding Kosovo, Afghanistan and Iraq.

All in all, it's bodes well for those who ride the exercycles of power here in the Tri-Lateral Commission Gym.