Libby Can't Save Himself, But CIA Is Effectively Dead

Being something of an Internet News nut, I was mildly amused to read about indicted former Cheney aide I. Lewis Libby having his request to subpoena ex-NYT "reporter" (if, by reporter, you mean someone who gets down on one's knees and fellates the Bush regime in print daily) Judith Miller denied.

Libby, whose role in outing the wife of former U.S. ambassador Joe Wilson as a CIA NOC could end up ultimately spelling doom for the Bush regime, has but one hope of avoiding any time in prison: sing like a canary. Of course, if he does that, his political (and quite possibly physical) life would be worth two things: Jack and Shit, with Jack having left town eons ago.

Not that it would matter much to what's left of the CIA, now that Mike Hayden--who hasn't encountered a Constitutional Ammendment he couldn't wipe his ass with completely in one quick flick of the wrist--has been confirmed Director of that agency. Hayden, if you'll recall, was in charge of the illegal wiretapping by the NSA on American citizens in direct violation of the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act.

This leaves what was once our nation's foremost intelligence-gathering agency effectively non-existent. Hayden's job is to finish off the task begun by Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld, George Tenet and Porter Goss: systematically cripple and eliminate the CIA and bring intel under Rumsfeld's complete control.

As good agents are driven out and replaced with incompetent sycophants to tell the Bushies only what they want to hear instead of the truth, America's ability to track terrorists is further destroyed. We are more vulnerable now than ever before.

Somewhere, bin Laden is laughing his ass off.