For those of you who don't spend Holy Week reading the Emperor Julian's "Against the Gallileans", but prefer the blessed Easter tradition of Chuck Heston and a fog machine smiting first-born Egyptians; maybe we can agree on one thing...if only there was a god.
Douglas Feith. The very name should induce vomiting. And if there actually was a god, not a vengeful deity but a simply fair one, Feith would spend his remaining years as an orderly in a Baghdad morgue.
The papers today carry example # 76542 of the lies and deceptions that led us into Iraq. A declassified report by acting Inspector General Thomas Gimble on the absence of a relationship between Saddam and Al Qaeda.
Feith of course, is having none of it. Shattering every window in the glass house he calls home. From the Washington Post:
Feith has vigorously defended his work, accusing Gimble of "giving bad advice based on incomplete fact-finding and poor logic.".
Yep...you read that right.
But wait...it gets worse. Buried at the bottom of the NY Times piece is the tidbit that Feith "is writing a book on the war." Surely, much like OJ, there can be some legal justification for allowing over 3,000 claimants to whatever profits such a rancid tome may produce.