I Shot My Friend, You Got a Problem With That

Sigh. I hate to agree with neo-coo-coo Charles Krauthammer, but he is right on about the media's insanity over the my-bad-I-shot-my-friend Cheney story.

There was no coverup, nothing to cover up. There was no scandal. It hardly merited the quite overwrought charges of excessive secrecy, imperial arrogance, abuse of power and other choice selections from the lexicon of Nixoniana.

Secrecy? This was hardly an affair of state. And it was hardly going to be kept secret. Arrogance? The media laying these charges are the same media that just last week unilaterally decided that the public's right to know did not extend to seeing cartoons that had aroused half the world, burned a small part of it and deeply affected the American national interest. Having arrogated to themselves the judgment of what a free people should be allowed to see regarding an issue that is literally burning, they then go ballistic over a few hours' delay in revealing an accident with only the most trivial connection to the nation's interest or purpose.

Hard to believe that taking your friend to the hospital instead of holding a press conference has become a national scandal. Had Cheney not called the police, then that would have been a scandal. But, delaying a media circus by 14 hours is just commonsense. I also stand firm on my position that Cheney should not have gone on national TV to apologize to the American people for accidentally shooting his friend. The only people he owed an apology to was the victim and his family. If he's going to apologize to the American people for something, it should be over the fact that taxpayers are forced to pay for his hunting trips and other vacations.

ps. good satire on the whole thing here.