I poured the last of the potato chips from the bag into my mouth. The phone rang. My hands were greasy so I wiped them on my shirt. I picked up the phone. It was Libby.
It seems that with both Judy Miller and Matthew Cooper's testimony, Libby did not "out" a classified agent. Even Tim Russert's testimony does not lead directly to Libby being indicted for outing a classified agent.
(Fitzgerald keeps refering to Valerie Wilson as a classified agent not a "covert" agent. That means he has determined that she, indeed, was not covert or that he didn't need to reach any conclusion because Libby is charged with lying to the Grand Jury only.)
If Libby would have just told the truth, he would not have faced any charges whatsoever.
But he didn't learn of Plame's name from reporters, he learned it from several other government sources.
So why tell the Grand Jury a false story?
I think he was just hoping he could get away with it and then keep his job as the VP's chief of staff. He probably would have been fired for leaking classified information if he testified to that fact. That does lead one down a road that I don't want to post on this board.
I was putting the final touches on my Triscuit Appetizer board, cutting the cheese with my well-known flair, when the kitchen filled with the familiar smell I had come to recognize: Trouble. The waft was undeniable and thick. It was going to be a big one this time. I knew when the phone rang that my nose had once again picked up on the scent of danger and fear running uncontrollably. It was Libby..
I poured the last of the potato chips from the bag into my mouth. The phone rang. My hands were greasy so I wiped them on my shirt. I picked up the phone. It was Libby.
Scooter had some hot information. I looked around the counter for a pen. None there! I grabbed a half melted Hershey bar and scrawled his message on a paper plate stained with barbecue sauce from the last night's ribs.
Scooter was talking CIA, yellowcake, Niger WMDs and covert agents. WMDs? I recalled my recent trip to the john and cursed myself for not refilling my plug-in Glad air freshener. It was Tuesday and the housekeeper would be over in 10 minutes.