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(Warning: this is not going to be a popular opinion.)
These are treacherous times and right now, no one knows that better than Scooter Libby. I am not in the habit of defending felons, but this troubling case calls for unconventional thinking. Scooter was Dick Cheney’s poodle, and now that he’s been slapped on the nose with a rolled-up verdict, he should be pardoned.
The special prosecutor, Patrick Fitzgerald, said yesterday that unless he’s handed a smoking gun, the investigation is closed. That means that the only two people to see the inside of a jail in l'affaire de Plame will be Scooter and Judith Miller. Remember her? She was the New York Times reporter who spent 85 days looking at walls for refusing to reveal a confidential source—Scooter—and she hadn’t used the information. Nothing happened to Robert Novak, the reporter who wrote the article that outed Valerie Plame. Similarly, nothing will happen to Dick Cheney, Karl Rove, Richard Armitage, or The Decider.
Because of this trial, it’s now in the public record that the Bush administration has more backstabbers than Act III of Julius Caesar. It’s also clear that the Bush administration went to great lengths to hide the keys to the skeleton closet. But neither Cheney, Rove, or Armitage will ever look jurors in the eyes—they didn’t even bother to come to Scooter’s defense. Meanwhile, Scooter faces a maximum sentence of 25 years (he won’t get the maximum, of course) and can look forward to conjugal visits from Dick Cheney so that he can get screwed again.
It is not right to pardon someone who has been convicted of obstructing justice and perjury, but it is also not right for Scooter to be the only one of the devious criminals in Washington to be thrown to the sharks. There is chum in the surf, and the dorsal fins are visible. It's time to pull the poodle out of the water.
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