Houses built of diverse and assorted weird gizmos, baling wire and bullshit eventually fail. Depending upon the amount of BS involved, they often fail spectacularly---and everyone wonders why no one saw the collapse coming. Sure, the bulding material included loose and otherwise bad timber--Cheney, Rummy, "Scooter" Libby, "Biff" Bolton (thank the Lord
that is outta there--it IS isn't it??--Bolton reminded me of the big loud crazy character in "Back to the Future"--except with a walrus mustache)--and,--well, it wasn't good material, was it? Now, like in the old movies, somone slams the front door and the whole damn place falls in.
In the old OLD movies, it was somebody like Buster Keaton or Harold Lloyd or WC Fields who pulled the doorknob. So history being somewhat recursive, we all expected it to be Scott, didn't we? Well, it
would have been Scott--except you know those Republicans. . .everyone was grabbing for the door. Being the Chief Grabber, he won. Now, Time (of all places---and how VERY appropriate) is singling him out as the guy who may have outed the CIA agent. Karl, a little green around the gills, pulls the door shut. Really gives it a yank. Now, I can just see Bush and Cheney and Rummy and Condi and Scottie and Checkers XVI all standing around in the Oval Office gaping at the plaster starting to fall from the ceiling.