Mr. Owen,

Your comment

Alan Colmes is a cock-sucking punk, a shill for Fox.

makes it sound like being a cock-sucker is a bad thing.

If you've ever enjoyed being well-fellated, do you really have such contempt for the person providing you that satisfaction? Does giving a blow job make one despicable, unworthy of any respect? Is it somehow different if it's a woman's mouth or a man's?

Now, shilling for Fox, et al. is vile, inexcusable, and utterly depraved.

Whether Petraeus and his staff appreciated Greenwald’s criticisms or not, Greenwald has always maintained a professional attitude in his posts, and more importantly, he’s one of the most thorough bloggers of all in terms of researching his claims and backing them up with evidence. You could almost say that Greenwald is exhaustive in making his cases. In fact, he’s considerably better and more thorough than most members of the press — not that that’s saying much at this particular time. So when Boylan says, “Good thing you are not a journalist . . .”, I would take that as a compliment.

As many other posters have noted, Boylan’s disrespectful, rabidly partisan insults to Greenwald are not only highly unprofessional, but they exactly prove Greenwald’s thesis. It’s ridiculous to claim, as Boylan does, that Greenwald was not entitled to an interview with Petraeus because he’s not a journalist, after having granted similar interviews to the likes of Hugh Hewitt. The bias could not be any clearer.

This exchange from Boylan is really so egregiously out-of-line, in fact, that Petraeus himself now owes an explanation to Greenwald and all of his readers. Does Petraeus condone such disrespectful and unprofessional conduct from his staff towards citizens like Greenwald who are providing the kind of due diligence that is necessary in a free society? Does the General tolerate such an obvious lack of self-restraint and good judgment in his senior staff? I would turn Boylan’s taunts about “come see for yourself . . . but that would probably take something you don’t have” around. Is the General afraid of an interview with Greenwald, or what?

G.O.-consider your life Grace. thanks.

Consider yourself damn Lucky as everyone else who is here. Me and some of 'my companies' just don't get along with pro-kill war people.

I don't think you'd find it any different, y'all here, if you saw those you loved blown-away. You can become DEAD in any illegal war. In a second. Right G. Owen? G.O. Your not dead, yet. I'm glad.

O, those war years went down the tube? I'm convinced G. Owen is no dead yet...Wow. But the experience was NO waste. Redeem. Atone.

And speak.

My twenties, the best years they say...But...sometimes I wonder how I've/you, put up with witnessing HATE so-so very-very long, right, G.O. etc.,?

I guess, home or abroad, what some people are meant to go through, WOW, and WHY?...but how do we/you put up with it/this ugly hate and animosity for so long?

I guess, as Glenn, Floyd, Digby, A.L., Pam S., and many-many unmentioned more...WHY...do we all wind up where we are today?

Now, I love my farm job, Y's know, yep, and sometimes I am weary of thinking of legal bars, pubs, saloons, taverns (i rarely enter a public water-hole), and the good Salon...and feel like inventing some imaginary Places, created in my Mind.

Castles in the air? No. I plant some fall Lilly bulbs, a evergreen shrub, and some yellowy daffodils. I try to craft everything I/Me/You do with cautious care. Gads. I'm shy to say: I love, while I'm 'banging away' here...

Dear friends and acquaintances stop bye, have a beer, bring their own favorite wine-- drinks, snacks, and in moderation we sup, and then friends leave after soft music, that what was played in the background, is turned off. The end.

They (true friends) go home.

I turn on the blogosphere, and do you know why? A damn stewing good angry veteran et. all. too, like a G.O. etc., here at home-front- seems to care, and others do too...Care.

Everybody is seeking the same-same-same thing. O, is it Peace and Love's warm embrace? It is an imaginary Place? No. It is, or can be experienced everywhere, and all the time...here. Everywhere.

Ba, Ba, Kevalam...Love is everywhere. Love can be experienced all the time. That's all there really is that's really, yea, in a brief, and important LIFE- impt.

Why not know? Experience it-Love. okay.

Everybody is seeking the same-same thing: an imaginary place, their own castle in the air, and/or, a real place, a corner, and their own special corner-place where love is known and experienced? Special.

It's everywhere. To want 'it' can't hurt.

That Love is all there really is...right?

and to experience it- love- yes...okay.

Love once. Love all our days, and love forever.

...that if this email is in fact not authentic, that by now GG would have been contacted by the administrator of Colonel Boylan's mail server asking for full header information, and that traceroutes and other measures would be taken to determine the true source of this email.

The colonel seems to be fairly, um, casual about all this. I would not be if I were in his position. After all, my crediblity, my reputation, which is the only coin I have to accomplish my mission, is in peril.

I knew the young, then Major, Boylan when he started his PR career track. I see he has positioned himself well for a star. Like most senior officers, he has learned that the truth will only end your career - ask the former Chief of Staff of the Army General Shinseki.

A Retired Army Office who believes in the Constitution

I was kind of ambivalent about RMP's earlier suggestion to send Boylan's email to various entities within the chain of command, but consequent your 3rd update, my ambivalence has evaporated. Lots of possible explanations are rolling around in my head, but they all take me to the very same place. Regardless, of any explanation I can conjure, it would seem to me that the military would want to get to the bottom of the email's origin, sender, and focus. All of the implications identified by others upthread ought to be a concern for all the reasons noted. Sorry, RMP. I ought not to have doubted you. You're pitch perfect on this I think.