Farewell to John Ashcroft
It was rumored that he would leave after the election but today made it fact.
I was thinking of something to say but dang if
Velociman didn't beat me to it:
bq.
Ashcroft Pimps his Ride
I'm going to miss John Ashcroft. Really. We had little in common: he a teetotalling fundamentalist, me a Wet ready to start an ashram at the drop of a brassiere. He a barbershop quartet singer, me singularly repulsed by the genre.
bq. I'm not crazy about the Patriot Act, either. The name alone gives me the fucking willies. Too Newspeak to me. I much prefer turning a blind eye to the occasional neutering of a suspected terrorist than the institutionalization of such.
bq. But no one has attacked us in 3 years. Someone is doing something right. If thousands of psychotic suicidals can pour into Iraq how come a dozen can't waltz over the Rio Grande border and strike us?
bq. Ashcroft did his job. Well. I don't want him as my jury foreman, but you get the picture. Perhaps we can make him the skip tracer who hunts down John Fastow and slays him. I'd pay for that.
'Bout sums it up... I was mentally cringing during the Super Bowl games -- what a perfect opportunity for someone to set something off but nothing, not a peep.
Let's keep it that way.
Posted by DaveH at November 9, 2004 9:19 PM