Sandy Burglar

I'd be happy to give you my take on the Sandy Burglar affair - but I'm up to my ass in work today, and Mrs. du Toit has done such a magnificent job of it, that I've really nothing to add.


UPDATE:  Raging Dave over at Four Right-Wing Wackos - a blog that is quickly becoming part of my daily reading (nice job, Dave) - has what I would call the definitive take on the matter.

If, as Terri McAwful and the shitheads at the Demoscummic National HQ keep bleating, Burglar's only guilty of "sloppiness" - and if, according to Kaiser Wilhelm von Slickmeister, Burglar's "sloppiness" was chronic ("always under a mound of papers")...

...then it should be clear for all to see how a plot to hijack airplanes for the purpose of flying them into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and God knows where else - a plot four years in the making...in other words, people, one hatched during Das Klintonreich  - escaped the notice of a "sloppy" National Security Agency, headed by an incompetent fuck, placed there by a treasonous, bastard excuse-for-a-President.

And just remember this, peepz:  While all this was going on, Kaiser Wilhelm von Skirtchaser was being serviced by a fat hog of an intern.  He was more interested in getting his own rocks off than he was in the security of the country.

Why this whole band of motherfuckers still  hasn't been unceremoniously dumped into solitary at Leavenworth or some other federal pen is beyond me.  It's a damned  good thing - for their sakes - that I'm not President, becuase my  Executive Order Number One would be to have them all rounded up, thrown in an 8x8 and the key melted.

Fucking assbiscuits...