Dick Cheney is truly the Source of All Evil. By now, everyone’s read about this:
If you don’t get punished, you didn’t go anything wrong, right?
That’s the message Vice President Dick Cheney gave in an interview with CBS’ Bob Schieffer on Sunday, suggesting that a president’s actions are legal if those actions didn’t result in his impeachment.
Asked by Schieffer if he believed that anything the president does in time of war is legal, Cheney said there is “historic precedent of taking action that you wouldn’t take in peacetime.”
Cheney referenced Abraham Lincoln as an example of another president who “suspended the writ of habeus corpus” during a war, prompting this exchange:
SCHIEFFER: But nobody thinks that was legal.
CHENEY: Well, no. It certainly was in the sense he wasn’t impeached. And it was a wartime measure that he took that I think history says today, yeah, that was probably a good thing to do.
Right now everyone who’s ever spent time with a four-year-old is seeing stars, because this sounds like nothing so much as –
Mommy: Who broke this lamp?
Finster: Not me.
Mommy: There’s no one else here and the dog has gone to Heaven.
Mommy: The dog has gone to Heaven because his little heart gave out. And you need a spanking.
Mommy: Because otherwise you won’t learn to tell the truth.
Mommy: So I can spank you sooner, obviously.
Finster: Can I have a cookie?
Mommy: After my nervous breakdown, sure.
Mr. Lincoln may or may not have done the right thing when he did what he did but he didn’t “[suspend] the writ of habeas corpus” he suspended the writ of habeas corpus. There’s no equivocating about it. We can’t spin it. It happened. And to play semantic games about the violence Cheney and his ilk have done to the Constitution, this country and the world is to make ourselves complicit. Mr. Schieffer’s relatively passive acceptance of these vile assertions makes him part of the problem, whether he believes it or not.
Day after day, week after week, for the last eight years, I have heard story after story of monstrous, unimaginable atrocity from this administration. Every single day I heard a story I would not have believed even the day before. While the incoming administration gives me every reason to think the outrageous bullshit will be curtailed, House and Senate Republicans show no sign of stopping theirs. In addition, we have every reason to believe that as time passes, we are going to hear the backstories of the crimes these soulless fucks perpetrated and for which they will probably never be prosecuted. I try not to wish ill on anyone, but in Cheney’s case, nothing would give me greater joy than to see him in chains at the International Court in the Hague.
The Rude Pundit makes an important point.
Let’s face it: back in 2000, most of us were pussies. We knew, fucking knew, that the presidential election was being stolen as we watched. And we didn’t riot – we didn’t explode into the streets in a flare of anger and righteousness and shut shit down, demanding that the Supreme Court and the Republican Party back the fuck off. We didn’t head to Miami to block the right wing thugs who were stopping the recount at the canvassing board. We didn’t go on a general strike to say, “Count the votes.”
And Al Gore fucked it up, too. He didn’t tell us to do it. He didn’t lead a movement. He could have said that, at the end of the day, democracy fails when you say that voting is just an exercise, not a right that people were killed for. Instead, we behaved like end of the millenium Americans, going about our business, thinking, in the long run, it wouldn’t matter, anyways. (And to any conservative wad of fuck that thinks we need to get over 2000, look at your granny’s retirement account.)
Jump to 2004, and second verse, mostly the same with slight variations: the Johns, Kerry and Edwards, promise to count all the votes, yet, when Ohio is a clusterfuck of irregularities that’d make Boss Tweed go, “What the fuck?” and walk away, they throw in the towel for the good of the nation or some such shit, when, all they did was consign us to our own degradation for the next four plus years (’cause Obama’s inauguration ain’t gonna make it all shiny and good for a long time).
Yep, I hate thinking about how powerless I have felt every day for the last eight years. It’s all bad. I remember sitting in someone’s kitchen after the invasions, feeling like shit about bombs falling on the heads of human beings, and having someone at the table ask, “Are we safe to talk here?” Because it was dangerous in the fucking United States of America to say, “Bombs shouldn’t fall on the heads of human beings, no matter who they are – or in this case, were.” While we can attribute the bullshit hysteria to bedwetters who felt violated by 9/11, the public discourse was poisoned, and it wasn’t until Olbermann started shooting off his mouth on television that people felt they could fight back and not get a visit from the FBI. He may be an atrocious sexist ass, but he behaved creditably.
But what about me? Did I do enough? Did I say enough? Did I write enough letters and blog posts? Did I call my Congresspersons often enough? I doubt it. I doubt many of us will think so in the days to come. Bombs are falling on the heads of human beings again. Still.
How about a cookie?