Feeling nostalgiac? Me neither...

Ore : 7:03 PM

Yesterday in history, according to DailyRotten:

June 29 1989
Under the headline "Homosexual Prostitution Probe Ensnares Official of Bush, Reagan" the Washington Times reports that "a homosexual prostitution ring is under investigation by federal and District authorities and includes among its clients key officials of the Reagan and Bush administrations, military officers, congressional aides and U.S. and foreign businessmen with close ties to Washington's political elite." The story alleges that homosexual call boys had been given tours of the White House, under the aegis of Republican Craig Spence. Spence's body is later found at the Ritz-Carlton in Boston, an apparent suicide.
"Here's a little something I learned in the See-Eye-Yay," George Herbert Walker Bush.
And while we're on the subject of fudgepackers for hire...
Let's pay a visit to an old favorite, a man whose fifteen minutes have been up for many months now. But like any good (that is to say, insensitive and possibly high-on-meth) top, he ignores that he's been left behind and keeps plugging away, because shame ain't part of his game and he has no idea what else to do.
In this installment of "Where Aren't They Now?", we welcome you to the seedy (ahem) underbelly of the dark mind behind the shadowy blog of none other than Jeff Gannon, Homocon Wonder Pud!
Yoo-hoo, sssailor!
In his latest piece (cough, cough), li'l Jeffy brings his formidable tool to bear on L'Affaire Plame. He informs us that "Plame probe may reveal more than Bush critics want America to know." You see, he's trying to be one of those helpful right-wingers who only want to save the libs from themselves. In this case, by implying that Special Prosecuter (and utterly transparent Socialist Party operative) Patrick Fitzgerald would do best by simply dropping the case, any investigation into which will surely result in far more damage to Val and Joe than to Novakula and his blood-sucking minions.
"No crime has been committed in the Valerie Plame case. That is, none that Special Prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald is looking into. His narrow focus is to determine who it was at the White House that mentioned Valerie Plame's name to columnist Robert Novak. This futile exercise, while it may ruin careers if anyone is indicted, will not result in a conviction."
Move it along. Nothing to see here, ya lookie-loos.
"From the outset, there has been a question as to whether the CIA operative was still covert in 2003. At several White House daily briefings, some, including Nicholas Kristof on the pages of the New York Times and I, openly questioned her status."
That strong retention for the particulars surrounding a story may be why he's so securely employed.
Then again...
And this part really cracked me up:
"To this point the agency has not been required to prove that Plame was covert, which is the high threshold for prosecution that must be met under the 1982 Intelligence Identities Protection Act. But it would need to do so in court if anyone is ever brought to trial. A requirement of the Act is for the agency and the agent to demonstrate that it had taken 'affirmative measures' to conceal an identity. Plame therefore, had an obligation to protect her identity, which it is clear she did not fulfill."
"Your honor, I would never have told Chris Matthews to tell Wilson his wife was fair game if she hadn't so clearly been asking for it! I mean, not-flaunting her covert status the way she was, around all us jackals -- she should have known better than to be married to the guy whose report took issue with some of our presupposed 'facts.' Oh, and she was wearing that slutty, filthy, whoring pantsuit, to boot. You can't really hold it against us, could you, your honor?"
Go read the rest. Or don't.
At the very least, though, leave a tip in his comments section: clearly, old hookers are so very, very lonely.

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Comments for Feeling nostalgiac? Me neither...
I hate that guy so much. He's a douchey douche doucherer that needs to be douched in the douchiest manner douchible.

the gannon revelations have made his stuff (ermm..) the journalistic equivalent of like bug-crushing fetish videos.

though, it has opened up a whole new world of porn cliches: "i think you should...consult the ap style manual; "who..what..when..where..why..and..HOW?"; "this is such a...hard lede," etc.

Pinko: He's already douched the douche that Rove douches so well. The douchebag.

Dex: I'm a lowly, little man, and I get off on crushing poisonous insects -- even if they've already been de-fanged.

Editor: "Golly, Jeff, what a...penetrating...insight."
Jeff: "That's right boss -- I just thrust myself in there, painting the dark, wet, bowels of this story with my metaphorical baby batter."
Editor: "Jeff, did you order a pizza...?"

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