Dick Cheney, who is, despite all of our prayers, still alive, has written a book!
The Dark Lord Cheney, whose soul, if he ever had one, was, I'm sure, a small and shriveled thing, must keep whatever little conscience he has left in an undisclosed location. How else could he possibly presume to write a book? What was it the man said? "Have you no shame, sir?"
I'm afraid that for the next few days at least little Dick will be unavoidable. His hand picked interviewers will ask fawning questions while he sneers that still boyish sneer of his.
I will not read his book. You will not read his book.
I'm reminded of something Mary McCarthy once said about Lillian Hellman: "Every word she writes is a lie, including 'and' and 'the'."
That pretty much sums up my feelings about Dick Cheney's literary efforts.
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I might read the book at the bookstore...and if a little tea spilled on it, that would be sad. The tea party aspect would be ironic, though.
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