Scooter Took One for the Team
Scooter is going down for Dick C. and the Bushies and Anna Nicole is temporarily out of the top news slot. The right wingers are going nuts imagining Scooter, (one of the good guys!), in lockup, and they're sounding the call for a pardon. My theory: Cheney planned to let Scooter take the hit, order a filet mignon , and not give it another thought (like he did when he shot his friend in the face). But Scooter was the wrong guy to pick on, not only because he looks like a gangster out of a Dick Tracy comic, but because he knows all about pardons, having been the lawyer to rich and famous pardon-seekers in a past life. In the opening defense statement, Libby's lawyer accused Cheney and Karl Rove of making him the fall guy and strongly suggesting that they would call Cheney to the stand and dig up all the sleazy, illegal, and embarrassing details of the administration's attack team. That's what you call a "negotiating position." Then something odd happened in the middle of the trial when Libby's defense team (the best that money can buy) suddenly dropped providing...any...defense...at...all. No wonder the jury was confused!
The deal: Keep your mouth shut. Take the hit. Drag out the appeals process. In jail, just keep with the other Republicans; there's safety in numbers. We'll pardon your ass, Scootie, as soon as it's politically feasible. When released, Scooter gets: the best medical care possible, Thai prostitutes, a boat, an island, an offshore personality, several secret identities, house in Nantucket, and a forklift palette of untraceable Iraq rebuilding money each for him and his wife.
Meanwhile, Cheney will be looking for a way to renege on the deal, and, if he finds one, then of course he'll double-cross his former chief of staff in a second.
Oh, and if you Google "Libby" you will discover that Libby's 100% Pure Pumpkin in a can is delicious.