During yesterday’s speech in Atlanta, Donald Rumsfeld’s testicles shriveled up and made tiny peeping noises when confronted with anti-war protesters, one of which was a woman who’d lost her son to the war and is now raising her grandchild. The woman asked Rumsfeld how the government would help, and he told her to visit some online resource sites, that old softie. Another woman flashed a yellow banner that read, “Guilty of War Crimes!” and yet another protester shouted “serial killer!” and yet another yelled “liar!” It was a chorus of truth, a beautiful example of the First Amendment that rang out in perfect harmony, a catchy tune of dissent that had me on my feet and doing a little happy dance. Rumsfeld, as would be expected, laughed and laughed, because jumping Jehosephat, what could be funnier than being called out on your own ineptitude and dishonesty? Well, other than watching baby seals get clubbed to death, of course.
But the truly supreme moment -- I’m talking blissfully sublime and righteous and awesome and, and, GAWD, I’m beginning to tear up, folks, was when a dignified-looking gentleman named Ray McGovern, bless his former CIA analyst heart, stood from his seat and asked this question: "Why did you lie to get us into a war that caused these kind of casualties and was not necessary?"
Who’s your daddy now, Rumsfeld?
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