The Scotty McClellan Show: Can Anyone Beyond Masochists Enjoy This?

The president's favorite food taster and canaries in the cave, Scott McClellan (official, White House spokesweasel), has been having some time of it.

Sure, for more than five years, Scott would open his mouth and pour out the most ludicrous, twisted, assinine, carefully constructed horse manure 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue has ever seen while the only one who regularly tried to hang him out to dry on his own petard was octogenarian Helen Thomas. Even then, Scott let us know that even though Helen really, really, REALLY was pulling his hair hard and that HURTS, Scott spent most of the time ignoring and/or punishing her. The rest of the press corps just sat there in rapt adoration while text messaging with their hair dressers to get a later afternoon appointment.

Recently, however, the press corps is actually listening to what Scotty says, and tries to get Scott to admit the completely illogical nature, the hypocrisy, the doublespeak and the partisan nature of his statements. Think Progress offers just one of thousands of recent examples.

At times, I actually find myself feeling sorry for him. Here's this nice, balding, affable putz who stands out there making these dumb remarks that you figure Bush has to be sitting back in his office snickering about on commercial breaks from the "Dukes of Hazzard" marathon.

But then I remind myself: people are the messengers of cloak that protects this Administration from you are really as equally guilty as a Dick Cheney, A Don Rumseld, or a Condi Rice.

I just wish everythng in Washington wasn't so much of a lie.