I don't get it.
Here's the Bush administration with its own perfectly fine partisan media hackfest in its back pocket, but George and Dick and Donny can't do anything but complain about the press ignoring all the "good news" out of Iraq. Those mainstream reporters sure are a bunch of unpatriotic weenies, eh? How many more of them have to die before they get with the program, for godssake??
So please join me and call upon our good friends at Fox to do the right thing, answer the call their leader has sounded and suit up for a nice long tour on the Mesopotamian Love Boat. Freedom's on the march, I hear, and the Tigris is sooo lovely this time of year.
Just think of all the wonderful contributions they can bring to our national conversation about Iraq! Mr. O'Reilly, who speaks so fondly about his "combat" experience, can show us exactly how macho he really is! Mmmmmmm, a gal can't wait.
And if John Gibson wants to take his hard-hitting expose of the "War on Christmas" up a notch, I think I know a few "desperate dead-enders" and "Sadaamists" who would be more than happy to roast his chestnuts.
It'll be great! Geraldo can draw battle plans in the sand with his little stick, Greta can take a refreshing break from her Arub-a-thon and Mr. Hume can have an on-camera climax about the futures market every time a bomb goes off. Ooooo, there's another one, Brit! Are we feeling all warm and gushy yet?
So, how about it guys? What do you say? America is cranking up its Tee-Vo!! We don't want to miss one teensy minute of all the happy happy stories we've been deprived of for far too long.
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Anyone? ... Bueller ...? Bueller ...?
O. 'Bout what I thought.
And while I'm on the subject of Iraq, I've got a new rule. People without skin in the game have to shut the hell up about "staying the course." And that goes triple for the Chickenhawk-in-Chief. If they like what's going on so much, they or their daughters or their sons or their nephews or their pets for all I care can just trot themselves over to the Middle East and show us all how it's done. Period. I'm sick and tired of them all.