Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Doin' the Don't
The most entertaining job I ever had was as a croupier in a Mississippi riverboat casino. Craps, for those of you who don't know, is an extremely complex, fast-paced dice game, involving dozens of simultaneous bets on the outcome of the next roll of the dice.
I remember one of my instructors very vividly; "Jeff" was one of the hardcore Vegas and Reno veterans who taught us for the six months prior to our casino's grand opening. His crass humor and outrageousness reminded me of Van Halen singer David Lee Roth. He'd come in and bellow out bawdy stick calls, shouting off-colour reminders in our ears if we forgot to collect a bet or miscalculated.
I can still hear him shouting "DON'T COME ERIC!" into my ear and laughing. I had forgotten to collect the bets in the blind spot of my peripheral vision.
"Doin' the Don't" in the casino world means placing a bet in the "Don't Come" corner of the table -- betting the shooter won't roll a winning number.
So in fond tribute to my foul-mouthed mentor of yore, today I'm Doin' the Don't.
I'm betting Rove walks.
Fitzgerald, the special prosecutor, was a Bush appointee. Although he appears to be going after Rove with a deserved tenacity, White House appointees have an uncanny knack for exonerating anyone and everyone connected to the White House -- witness the 9/11 Commission, the WMD Commission and Schlesinger Commission's um... "failures" to hold anyone in the Administration responsible for, well ANYTHING really.
Tie that in with Karl Rove's propensity for providing diversionary red herrings -- seemingly damning information that turns out to be false -- so as to discredit the real charges, and I think we're about to see a last minute surprise that will result in everyone walking and the scandal being defused.
And while it's fun to watch that ventriloquist's mannikin McLellan squirm as it's publicly humiliated (BTW, how does Rove fit his hand up its ass?), the running White House "let's wait and see" gambit has a sinister ring to it. I'm betting either Fitzgerald's really just another domesticated White House pet, or some of the "evidence" he's going to conveniently be furnished with is going to blow the whole case. And in the end, in the long-standing tradition of recent Republican "Presidents", Bush is likely to pardon anyone found guilty anyway.
However, there is indeed a silver lining to this particular cloud. Just by keeping this mess firmly in the face of the public for the last two years, those hoping the Golden turdboy will get his comeuppance have ensured that even the most damned of the Republican cult no longer believe the words of their dark overlords -- and that's going to lead to some serious soul-searching, and possibly even redemption.
You can bet on it.
Quote of the Day: What luck for rulers that men do not think. -- Adolf Hitler