Posted on 07/14/2006 6:31:28 PM PDT by wouldntbprudent
Simon & Schuster has signed former CIA agent Valerie Plame for a memoir, following the breakdown of her $2.5-million deal with Crown. Crown and Plame, whose undercover status was famously divulged in a 2003 column by Robert Novak, could not agree on the details of that contract.
Adam Rothberg, a spokesperson for Simon & Schuster, said, “It will be a very interesting book by a key figure of our time,” as reported by the AP.
(Excerpt) Read more at thebookstandard.com ...
".. key figure of our time," my arse!
Title: "How We Destroyed Bush's Reputation Using Lies"
How about $40,000 dollars and 4 dollars a book?
God I hope her book tanks in the toilet.
We (the public) are actually going to have to pay them to go away!
I'm tellin' ya...a full hour special with America's First Couple is coming to 60 Minutes in the very near future...hell! They might even let Dan Rather do the interview...
I believe it was Mark Steyn who pointed out that Valerie Plame was more of a travel agent than a covert agent.
Why has there been no investigation of Wilson and his lies before the Nation, lies about an official report he was paid to produce. If he is not prosecuted people believe him.
Prosecuting political opponents who lie, cheat, or steal is a very sticky situation. As much as it would be nice to see politicians and political hacks held to the same standards as the rest of us, sometimes it is better to try and avoid prosecuting them until well after the relevant elections and events have taken place.
One just has to wonder what the statute of limitations are on what Joe Wilson and his wife have done. But, even if they get away with it... History will be less favorable, because disinterested students and historians will be able to view the information without an emotional investment in previously held convictions.
I can't wait for the chapter where she explains why she sent her husband, who had business interests in Niger, on two junkets there. Supposedly to collect "intelligence".
I hope the Wilsons get countersued, and someone winds up with a judgment on their book royalties.
L
MacRanger suggested US AMERICANS sue this lying couple.
I belong to at least 6 book clubs. I won't be buying this piece of s**t.
Simon and Shuster also inked Hillary's book deal. They seem to be the publisher of last resort for fallen liberal icons needing some hard cash.
Aldrich Ames outted Ms. Pflame.
More mush from the usual suspects.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Ms. American Spy
posted by Mr. Right
In honor of the momentous events of these last few days, I channeled my inner-moonbat and came up with (dare I say it): the world's very first Fitzmas Carol! A tune destined to be sung by joyous moonbats every Fitzmas Eve as they gather around the tree and exchange gifts! I hope you enjoy it...
Ms. American Spy
(Sung to the tune of Don McLean's American Pie)
A short, short time ago
I can still remember
How the "Plame Game" used to make me smile
And as I read those D-Kos rants
I got a big bulge in my pants
And thought maybe we'd get "Chimpy" for awhile
But then June 12th made me shiver
Fate became an "Indian Giver"
Bad news on the Internet
Precisely what I had fret!
Oh, I remember how I cried
When I thought of Wilson's "outed" bride
Something deep within me fried
The day that Fitzmas died
So don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
Did you see the film Loose Change?
And do you have faith you're not deranged
Though ev'rybody tells you so?
Do you believe in "Downing Street"
The "Memo" that'll get Shrub impeached?
And can you prove Kerry won O-hi-o?
Well, I know that Diebold rigs machines
'Cause the exit polls are all I need
Vote counts are just a ruse
I'd Rather trust CBS News!
I was a lone mid-thirties ne'er do well
In my Mommy's basement on her old-school Dell
But I could have sworn I was in Hell
The day that Fitzmas died
I started singin':
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
For nearly six years, we'd been overthrown
Reading psychotic rants in Rolling Stone
Believing every conspiracy
Will Pitt had to vent his spleen
With a quote he borrowed from Howard Dean
And a scream that came from you and me
Oh, and while Chimp's polls were looking down
Fitz dropped the ball and lost his crown
The Grand Jury was adjourned
No indictment was returned
And while Markos read a book on Marx
Code Pink protested in the park
Neil Young sang dirges full of snark
The day that Fitzmas died
We were singing:
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
Bash 'em, smash 'em, gut 'em all and trash 'em
Repukes get off, seems we just can't thrash 'em
All our hopes are fading fast
Nancy's built a House of glass
Those frozen assets could bite our ass
Didn't need that freezer full of cold hard cash
Thought TruthOut's scoop meant Karl Rove's doom
We envisioned his frog-marching gloom
Our cause it would advance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause Leopold's tale was far afield
Those "business hours" refused to yield
Do you recall "Sealed Versus Sealed"?
The day that Fitzmas died
We started singing:
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
Oh, and there we were all in one place
Moonbats lost in cyberspace
With no chads left to count again
So come on, Fitz be nimble, Fitz be quick
Indict some Rethug and make it stick
'Cause indifference is the fascists' only friend
And as I watched him on the news
My lips were clenched 'round some cheap booze
But no drink the store would sell
Could break Bushitler's spell
And as the "Plame Game" died out in the light
To cheers from the "Religious Right"
I saw Freepers laughing with delight
The day that Fitzmas died
We were singing:
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
I met a girl who'd popped some 'ludes
And I asked her to improve my mood
But she told me that she was gay
I went down to the DU board
Where I'd read the good news weeks before
But the threads there said the indictment wouldn't play
And in the streets Mother Sheehan screamed
Franken cried, and Al Gore schemed
No "truth to power" spoken
Air America was broken!
And the blogger I admired most
Armando from the Daily Kos
He hopped a Lear Jet for the coast
The day that Fitzmas died
And they were singing:
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly
This'll be the day donkeys fly
They were singing:
Don't cry, Ms. American Spy
We'll get Libby for his fibby
And then Cheney will fry
And that smirking chimp will finally wave us goodbye
Singin', this'll be the day donkeys fly!
Talking about me? Or the Wilsons?
Who is Alrdrich Ames?
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