Turd Blossom, aka Presidential Advisor Karl Rove, spent four and a half hours in front of the grand jury this morning. This may or may not be significant, but four and a half hours seems like a LONG time. Remember, in the grand jury, there are no cross examinations, sidebars, and all the usual blather that turn the usual 'trial' into a marathon.
It just strikes me that there was a lot of substance that Fitzgerald wanted to go into. And if TB was pleading the Fifth, shortening his answers, imagine how much substance Ftizgerald was covering!
It's fine by me, either way. The longer ole Karl is distracted, annoyed, and tied up with l'Affaire Plame, the less time he has advising the Shrub on how to fuck up the country. And, admit it, it's a real joy to watch the wheels flying off the Bush Machine. Schadenfreude is a wonderful thing.
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