Where Dreams go to Die

TM, as only he can do, warms up the Fat Lady at the Libby trial:

WHY I'M YAWNING: TRex, posting at firedoglake, unwittingly delivers a "how dreams die" pre-epitaph to the Plame investigation:

Why It Matters (Plame edition)
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In the Antarctic, when scientists want to study the air, water, and weather of ancient times, they drill down into the ice and take a core sample, which provides them with a perfect cross-section of each epoch. The Libby case is like an ice core sample of the Bush Administration's incestuous, manipulative, and deeply disingenuous relationship to the media and how they played the press like a concert violin in the run up to the catastrophic set of errors that is the War in Iraq.

We may or may not ever see Karl Rove in leg-irons and an orange jumpsuit, although that would be a delightful cherry on the cake, but what we are learning through testimony about the catty, back-stabbing world inhabited by our major media pundits is not only highly entertaining, but it should serve as a valuable lesson to reporters, writers, and editors who may ever be tempted to let their desire for access cloud their judgement in the future.

We needed a Special Counsel to conduct a two year investigation in order to demonstrate that Administration officials leak to favored reporters and that reporter's notes can look like spaghetti?

I'm an educated man and I could have spoken intelligently to the habits of White House officials and the press which covers them long before this Administration even took office. Now, are these really the questions Special Counsel Fitzgerald was called here to answer? Judy Miller's shopping bags and Matt Cooper's notes? Please tell me that he has something more. Please tell me that the prosecutor has not pinned his hopes to a phone log.

Ahh, well. A quick trip down memory lane should revive memories of the real spirit of Fitzmas - little cherubs smiling as Fitzgerald indicted twenty-two members of BushCo, Rove in chains, Cheney in chains - those were happier, headier days.

Now, Fitzgerald has successfully demonstrated that government officials leak to and attempt to manipulate the press. Who knew?

I'm hard pressed to believe that Hollywood could have come up with a funnier caper...