Running with the story brought the usual chorus of boo-birds, the armchair commandos who dominate the partisan bulletin boards, claiming that I sit up here in my mountaintop home and just make these things up.
In reality, I could be doing just that. But why should I? The bizarre antics of the Bush administration provide far more interesting fodder for stories than anything my imagination could possibly conjure up.
Others talk about truth as if it were some divine providence of a political party or philosophical organization. Truth is non-partisan. It crosses party lines and follows no philosophical path.
We piss off partisans from both sides because we follow the truth wherever it leads. We don't give a damn who gets mad or who gets exposed. We don't apply different rules to different parties and all are held to the same standards.
We don't play favorites. Never have, never will. And we don't have to make this stuff up. The truth is far more interesting, even if the partisans don't want to believe it.
I'll betcha that the right-wing partisans get pissed off about ten to one over us lefties. With good reason. Their idea of "truth" involves more smoke than mirrors.
Mr. Thompson goes into considerably more interesting detail than the quotes. Read 'em, cowboy.
Cheweeney can't get charged with this because he was sober by the time the cops were allowed to show up, so the only reason I'm going on about this is it goes towards his character and sense of personal responsibility for his choices and actions, or rather his lack of it.
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