How to Spot a Liar -- Donald Rumsfeld

CW FISHER Liars often tell the truth with their face and hands, as the deaf know. This week we commune with the... ...True Lies of Donald Rumsfeld "I have to be dishonest with you: I'm guilty of many things, and I cover them to protect myself, the presidency, and on down -- all of us could go down. " "You want a better, more baldfaced and boldface lie? There's only one better, and he's me. " I'm responsible for hundreds of thousands of deaths, and that number only grows! Taking Iraq will be swift and surgical, permanent and genocidal. We're never leaving Iraq. We're staying. We own Iraq. Chickens and fraidy cats, believe me, your dead and maimed children don't matter to us. For us to continue this illegal war we need to fund the war by excessive amounts, which we launder through Iraq as paper for favors. To contain the insurgency, we bomb them first and say they did it, then burst into their homes in the middle of the night, make the kids have sex with their parents, and kill them one at a time while they watch -- all our way of saying, Go tell whatever pagan god you pray to that if we see his ass around here we'll fuckin kill him too. Picture a landscape devoid of Iraqis, teeming with oil fields and military bases manned by a world class military of paid adventurists who invade and hold surrounding states. Understand two things: first, al-Qaeda is CIA, and second, we don't care who's on whose side, we encourage everyone to kill each other equally, in partnership with the U.S. under the authority of the international moneychangers. Some see the death of an entire people as a sad thing. We don't. I'm exhausted from ransacking my brain to plausibly explain stuff that wasn't in my briefing. It is completed. You are all free to write whatever you wish, and we will continue to detain whomever we wish. I knew that a missile, I mean an airplane, would hit the Pentagon. We lost a lot of bad people, at the World Trade Center too, because they talked out loud. They don't anymore and that's progress. Fuck those people. People die. So what? That's the point. They're different from us. We need the room. I've got both my eyes on you. And when we declare martial law, you'll be first for relocation. Bullshit, motherfucker. That's all I've got to say, ever. Now get out your crayons and stay in the lines. CW Fisher