In love with the camera? (Or, Opportunism Revisited)
Look familiar? They should be, even if you don't quite recognize the faces in the picture. Courtesy of the Corner, here is a shot of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Wilson at a Vanity Fair get-together.
If you're still not certain (and you don't read), let me end the suspense; on the left we have Ambassador Joseph Wilson, best known as the tea-sipping yellowcake expert sent to Niger in 2002 by the Bush administration. To his right, his wife Valerie E. Wilson who we all know better as Valerie Plame.
Valerie has recently gone back to work with the CIA, though not in any "under-cover" capacity:
On June 1, after a year's unpaid leave, Ms. Wilson, now known to the country by her maiden name, Valerie Plame, returned to a new job at the Central Intelligence Agency, determined to get her career back on track, her husband said. Neither the agency nor Mr. Wilson would describe her position, except to make what might seem an obvious point: she will no longer be working under cover, as she did successfully for almost 20 years.
Which I guess explains, in part anyway, why it's alright for Vanity Fair to yet again plaster her picture on it's pages.
UPDATE: As it was originally envisioned when I composed the post on Tuesday.
1 comment:
Something remains fishy about the whole thing. But I think the title of your post comes closest to reflecting the sneaking suspicion I have long held about these folks.
I don't think my argument about Joe Wilson will ever gain currency, but it's a powerful one. If Wilson were so disgusted with the Administration's use of the yellocake intel in the State of the Union address, why did he wait to break the story until after the fall of Baghdad?
The "whistleblower" should have and would have raised this issue BEFORE we went to war. That he waited until after suggests to me that it was nothing but politics, which engendered a political response.
I wish these people would just go away.
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