Plamegate, baby

As I mentioned in an earlier post, Plamegate is my favorite. (Don't worry, Val, I know you go by your married name.)

Ms. Wilson testified before the House Committee on Oversight and Government Reform Friday, after spending almost four years as the silent hot spy chick at the heart of the CIA leak investigation. I found her previous silence classy and her testimony succinct but fascinating.

If you just want to answer the question of the day by checking out Wilson's blonde mane, go straight to the testimony clip below. But for my fellow Plamegate nerds, some observations first...

Bush adminies and Bob Novak-type creeps have implied all along that the idea of Wilson's cover being blown was bullshit. They loved making it sound like everybody actually knew her status and/or she wasn't an actual spy, but merely a pencil-pusher. (Of course this is tantamount to saying, "I didn't do it, but if I did it wasn't wrong.)

Well V-dub's testimony unequivocally debunks both excuses.

"In the run-up to the war with Iraq I worked in the counter proliferation division of the CIA--still as a covert officer whose affiliation with the CIA was classified," she testified. "I raced to discover solid intelligence for senior policymakers on Iraq's presumed weapons of mass destruction programs." Sounds kinda important.

After the ass-fucking "What I Didn't Find in Africa" (hubby Joe Wilson's now-infamous NYT column) delivered to the Bush administration's rationale for invading Iraq, Bushites also tried to diminish both Wilsons by spreading rumors that Val had sent Joe on his mission to Niger. This made it sound like Joe was a wash-up who needed wifey to find him busywork and Val sound like an unprofessional nepotist.

Well, she set the record straight there, too. "I did not suggest him," Wilson said. "There was no nepotism involved. I didn't have the authority."

Uh! Suck it, Cheney!










QUESTION OF THE DAY:

Who's cuter: me or Valerie Plame Wilson?

HINT: Please say me.

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