Hence my not blogging for days on end. Sure, I had my brother visiting in from out of town, I've gotten a lot busier at work, and preparations for this year's summer reading program, which should be already underway, are woefully behind. Oh frickin' well. Oh, then there's the brokiddy-brokey computadora.

Anyway, let me share with you my completely, totally, outside-scoop, wild-eyed irresponsible speculation on Fitzmas:

This is not the Starr investigation, which started with Whitewater and ended with a semen stain, and which all along was plagued by so many leaks you'd think it was more important that the subject of the probe be convicted in the court of public opinion than in, say, a real court.

But like the Starr investigation, this one may find an end that seems completely unconnected to its beginning. Fitzgerald is not hanging up his hat. The Plame leak was the toe in the door. I personally don't believe the house will be clean until we get to the bottom of the Niger forgeries: who made them, who promulgated them, and what all the involved parties' connections to the White House and the Pentagon are.

(By the way, y'all seriously need to get a subscription to VF. That article is amazing...)