I sent it this morning, immediately after reading his execrable "free Scooter" column:

My, my, we are a long way from "Leaks? What About The Truth" - your Lewinsky era paean to veracity. Then, as now, you decried the special prosecutor, the spin, the gamesmanship, but still demanded "the truth", even though the much sought after "truth" involved nothing more than Clinton's private life. But today you wrote an entire column on the Libby matter without ever asking "what about the truth", even though the truth at the heart of this case involves the fabrication of fraudulent premises for war.

A republican prosecutor, a republican judge and twelve of Mr. Libby's peers believed he was covering-up the truth, but you appear to have no interest in this particular truth. Was Mr. Clinton's sex life more important than Cheney's lies that led us to war? Are your views on this matter colored by the fact that Cheney's transparent lies succeeded in duping you into supporting this illegal war? An "underlying crime" wasn't necessary for you to call for the truth in 1998, but now it appears to be an essential condition for demanding the truth from our leading political figures.

What about the truth, Mr. Cohen? Why did LIbby lie? Why did he obstruct justice? What is behind the "dark cloud" hanging over the vice-president? Why has Libby chosen to expose himself to legal jeopardy rather than tell the truth regarding the vice-president's involvement?

What about the truth, Mr. Cohen?

Among the most pernicious and enduring lies is that the "real" and "only" leaker was Armitrage, and that Fitzgerald relentlessly pursued the others even after he knew that Armitrage had leaked to Novak.

This lie appears in Cohen's column and every Libby defense (e.g., the loathsome John Podhoretz on the McL. Group Sunday), but I have not seen a lot of clear, simple rebuttals of it. I believe the rebuttal is that Armitrage did not reveal that Plame was covert, and that others (Rove, Cheney) leaked to other journalists who didn't publish the information. If someone can add more, I'd appreciate it.

But there must be a pushback against this lie, as well as the others.

These Royal Elites are running scared. They see us peons, led by influential bloggers, as nothing more than crazed dirt farmers attacking their Paper Castles with torches and pitchforks.

They simply can't understand why we are (according to them) frothing like rabid dogs while they clink champagne glasses and plan retreats to the Hamptons or elsewhere to watch the aspens turn.

In a few years Cohen, Klein, Hiatt and the rest of the Court Jesters will be intersting relics for study and ridicule.

The future IS the blogosphere. The Future is Greenwald and Kos and Eschaton and Media Matters.

These Grand Shriveled Old Men are cornered rats and they know it.

I seem to recall something in the Constitution about a ban on titles of nobility. Like so many other features of what is, after all, a late 18th century document--habeas corpus, the President taking care that the laws be faithfully executed, etc.--this provision seems grossly anachronistic.

To bring our fundamental instrument of government up to date I suggest repealing the ban on titles of nobility. We need to establish once and for all the principle, now firmly established in practice, that there is one law for the powerful and well-connected and another law for everyone else. In this way, we could in the future avoid embarassing situations such as the Libby case...

Most amazing thing is how most these stars are oblivious to the pulse of the nation, aka, reality.

I think, in large part, this is because they hang out with each other too much. The halls of Washington Post, where these geniuses rub shoulders, must be at the end of a ramp off this planet. Somebody, PLEASE, close down the WaPo cafeteria so that these guys won't have a place to gather and nod at each other's lunacy.

That Richard Cohen is given space to display his childish ignorance on a regular basis is astounding. That this bête noire of rationality is considered by some a liberal is tragic.

Recall that Cohen also said ""the Iraq war is not the product of oil avarice, or CIA evil, but of a surfeit of altruism." And that "so many liberals, myself included, originally supported the war (because it) engaged us emotionally." He is the man who gave us such bon mots as "Corruption of any kind corrupts" and who advised a high school student, "You will never need to know algebra."

I've hammered at this moron for years, too.

http://www.rawstory.com/news/2006/Gullivers_trevails_0519.html

At this point it is hard to say whether Fred Hiatt's greatest sins are the Eds or the Ops.

JimPharo.

I hope the era doesn't get called, "Scalp-o-Mania." Not too long ago the distinguished politico's gave a $6.00 and up to $8.00 dollar-bill for a liberal native Indian's scalp. Gads. The scalp was cleaned up by application of nature's maggots.

It only takes a fire-spark to get a fire ablaze and going. We/me citizens do have a duty to gather around together to warm up to the truth's glowing. We already are victors. The neo-nut don't-not yet know it? Yes they do 2-too-KNOW-it. They play dead possum on a inner beltway road.

They toot from a flop in a cow field. The executive's and consecutive neoconservative who appear, rears the voice today from a load of dung-petaflop. (Homer) It does take composted dung to grow a pretty pink rose and the seasonal orange daylily for Scooter's Libby's of the world to see.

Don't they amaze the amazement or WHAT! What History! They must go somewhere or history won't be further recorded. Their will be no readers, lead pencils, or paper for writers. The commode will need no tp. No one will be here, not one anal thinker will be left to ponder..."think"...or stink....

...Life, as we may have dreamed it, will be know more. "Lights Out" will be ordered permanent out by the last neo-con one, who depart out the White House door.

...WHERE they come from? You know--a cow's peppermint paddy, pressed into a bite size, a pile of Odo-Odo that won't melt in your hand, but rots the gurgling neo-con's, uproarious, bubbling, yack's upchucking tummy.

I stuff cotton balls in my ears, lately. Who can afford Pepito's Dumbo pills? They are too expensive and create a pain in the libel's butt. apologies? I'll light a beeswax candle and see better later to begin to understand them like Glenn. Merci MIA too...

Affectionately,

cranky.