Susan & Colin & Lindsey & John

Susan Rice is our U.N. Ambassador.  President Obama would like her to be our next Secretary State.  She's a well-qualified career diplomat.  A couple days after the attacks against the U.S. consulate in Benghazi, Libya, the administration sent Rice to the Sunday morning news shows.  She said that the violence was not pre-planned, but was a Libyan reaction to earlier Egyptian protests over an anti-Islam video.  We now know that it was more or less premeditated, but Rice was repeating the CIA intelligence that was given to her.

In early 2003, Colin Powell was our Secretary of State.  Just prior to our invasion of Iraq, the administration sent Powell to address the U.N. Security Council to make the case for war.  He said Iraq had weapons of mass destruction, nuclear capabilities, vast stores of chemical weapons, and had plans to use them very soon.  We now know that none of this was even close to the truth, but Powell was repeating the CIA intelligence that was given to him.  Dubya, Cheney, Rummy and the other neo-cons had loaded his lips.  

Presently, a pair of Republican Senators, Lindsey Graham and John McCain, are giving Rice a raft of shit for not saying Benghazi was a terrorist action.  They say that, as a result, they couldn't possibly vote for her confirmation as Secretary State if Obama nominates her.  (The appearance of old white men once again being petty and obstinate with our black president and his black ambassador is completely lost on these two.)

Susan Rice may or may not have fibbed a bit when she mischaracterized the brief surprise attack which killed four Americans.

Colin Powell definitely told a big fuckin' whopper when he tried to justify engaging in an unjustified war that lasted 8 years, killed 4500 Americans and 160,000 Iraqis, and cost us a trillion dollars.  

And what did Graham and McCain say at the time about Powell's fiction?  Nothin'!  Not a damn thing.  They were all for the invasion.  It was a wonderful idea.  And to this day, they've never changed their tune.

Great job, dipsticks!  Just brilliant.  You boys missed a friggin' forrest, but now you want to cut down a tree.