"Why I Tortured Dick Cheney ?"
I was reading this transcript of a interview of Dick Cheney by Jonathan Karl, 2008-12-16 (Tuesday), ABC News, and one particular statement just stunned me. It wasnt what Karl said or even what Cheney said that got my goat, it was what Cheney's wife said.
Transcript: Cheney Defends Hard Line Tactics In Exclusive Interview With ABC News
Dick Cheney, Jonathan Karl, 2008-12-16 (Tuesday), ABC News In Exclusive Interview With ABC News, Vice President Dick Cheney Opens Up About His Hard Line Tactics
KARL: The attacks don't seem to have bothered you but when they make a political ad out of you in the last week of the campaign simply because you've done one event and you know the approval rating, so I understand your position on the polls, but do those attacks on you get to you? Do they bug you?
CHENEY: No. If they did I shouldn't take this job. We've talked about how Senator Clinton referred to me as Darth Vader.I asked my wife about that, if that didn't bother her. She said, no, it humanizes you. So it's you've got to have a sense of humor about it. Don't take it personally. You've got to have a thick skin or you shouldn't be in this business
See what she is saying? That she considers her husband Dick Cheney being called Darth Vader makes him seem more human. So is she saying that Darth Vader is more human than Dick Cheney and being called Vader is a step up the humanity scale That being called Darth is actually a compliment in this case? Is Mrs Cheney implying that being being put on equal ground with the Evil Dark Knight of the Empire who has no conscience or morals is an improvement over what her own husband really is? " Oh darling, they just called you Adolph Hitler and it makes you seem so much nicer." Whoa, it is pretty bad when a step up for you is becoming an evil monster.
Enough of that ,now that my sarcasm spasm is over, I want some fun time. So Dicky being called Darth Vader got me thinking, how about subjecting Dicky to a little of my own Enhanced In-terror-gration Methods. Just a little manipulation of pixels to bring out the truth. I admit,I did it, I stayed up late tonight and tortured Dick Cheney. So now I have the cartoon evidence and I welcome all accomplices, anyone who can caption the deed, a little dialog so to speak.
Anyone care to help me figure out what they are saying?
Dick : ???
George : ???
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Dick: I can understand you not pardoning Scooter. Who gives a sh#t about that f@ck anyway, but come on. I convinced you to preemptively invade Iraq, but I couldn't get you to preemptively pardon us? Now the only place without extradition treaties is the F#cking moon!
George: [makes a bunch of R2D2 type sounds].
June 5, 2009 1:55 AM | Reply | Permalink
Miguelito, we can always hope. You know the back side of the moon which we never see is called the far side, a fitting place for our intrepid asstronuts. Speaking of the far side here is a site you will like Miguel > Funpic
June 5, 2009 7:11 PM | Reply | Permalink
Dondi, I know you do not care about such things, but I recommend this for the picture alone and I hereby award you the Knightly Pix of the Day Award for this here TPMCafe Site, given from all of me to all of you. hahahahahhahaha
These people, I decided--meaning the cheneys all three of them--are not trying to make sense. It is a new type of propaganda campaign. I have not figured it out yet, but I think the aim is to just keep repeating lies over and over again.
None of them believe in any truth whatsoever. Everything is an illusion. Like the matrix...
I thought I had it with this, but I suppose I will have to do a blog--and another and another.
Because the mechanism--the message--the medium--it is all so fascinating when you think about it.
Oh but I like your post. It is humorous, but there is truth here--ironically.
June 5, 2009 2:14 AM | Reply | Permalink
Dickday, Kid Liz and dad have been busy lately on tour as Media Matters reports at least 22 TV appearances for Liz Cheney -- in less than a month >
http://mediamatters.org/blog/200906050019
And thanks Dickday , you know it's always a special honor to recieve an award from you brother.
June 5, 2009 7:20 PM | Reply | Permalink
DC: You need to what?
W: Widdle.
June 5, 2009 3:05 AM | Reply | Permalink
“Where is my fuddy Dubbins,” mocked Blunderdick, thunking Widdledub with his worn out Washington press club. “I do what I please, I pees where I do,” twitched Widdle, feigning interest.
The Dub-puppet appeared to be pulling a liberal list of heart donors out
from under Limpaw’s new shock collar but it came out redacted.
June 5, 2009 4:45 AM | Reply | Permalink
Yeah Quinn , then I hear snap,crackle, pop as his suits bios short out, "owwwy my little diddle is all asizzle, blow on it Blunder, please?"
June 5, 2009 7:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hey give Cheney a break.
He's the only member of the Bush Administration
who still has a heart...
June 5, 2009 6:04 AM | Reply | Permalink
Even if it is Bionic...
...and anyway, nobody can torture like that old dentist in The Running Man. Cheney is weak sauce by comparison. I still see the appeal in the argument, if torture works so well, why not bring in the family and torture them, the old mother, the wife, the favorite son...or are they too weak and ambivalent to do what it takes to protect Americans...
Is it safe?????
June 5, 2009 7:36 AM | Reply | Permalink
God, the running man. I think of that picture every frickin time torture is mentioned.
Mainly because I spent 5 grand in 1981 to completely redo my teeth (which I am so grateful for now) I wrote it down. It was the single most painful experience of my draft dodging life. Swear to god. (blesses himself)
June 5, 2009 5:27 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hate to be a stickler for detail, but the movie is 'Marathon Man". 'The Running Man' starred Schwarzannegger and Richard Dawson in a futuristic get out of jail/game show scam.
June 5, 2009 5:58 PM | Reply | Permalink
Oh, right, thanks for reminding me. My bad...
June 5, 2009 6:02 PM | Reply | Permalink
DiogenesJr, did you see Steve Martin as the dentist in Little Shop Of Horrors?
June 5, 2009 7:33 PM | Reply | Permalink
Just funnin CyAnt,
June 5, 2009 7:29 PM | Reply | Permalink
Sorry guys, not being rude in not responding, Ive been detained for interrogation. Actually at work and on short break. Later
June 5, 2009 10:04 AM | Reply | Permalink
Hahahahhahaha...I was looking at the pic, at the WMD on widdledub's front and it all of a sudden hit me....widdledub WAS the WMD! Hahahahaha... this was good, Don!
June 5, 2009 10:40 AM | Reply | Permalink
Flower good catch, I thought nobody was going to notice their belt buckles.You are still on fire Flower, your blogs and comments have been awesome child.
June 5, 2009 7:37 PM | Reply | Permalink
Break 2
Geo : " BD, I still can't believe congress authorized this mission to Uranus.?
Dic : " Yes WD, they finally saw the value of my enhanced interro techniques once that terrorist gave up the info that the WMD's were here' allthough I never thought of Uranis as being up?"
Geo :"Congress was still wasteful though, what is the value of using a oneway spaceship and then a rescue ship too? What was all that self destruct stuff after we landed the ship anyway?"
Dic :" Not to worry WD, Obama said radio as soon as we found the wmd's, so we won't be here long."
Geo : "Radio, what radio, you got a radio BD?"
Dic : " ??!!!!
June 5, 2009 12:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
Relying on radio waves, BD electro-magically restarted his heart aided by shock jockeys applauding apocalyptically throughout space.
Incensed by his puppet’s recent behavior and short on unterrorgation techiniques, Blunderdick again felt the need for hierocracy. “Back!” he bleated to Widdle. “I’m on the dark side of the moon and I control history!”
While on his way to end of days, Blunderbrick fell into a funk due to unverified concepts of messianic noobocons and a high value shit storm on Uranus. Scatologic eschatologists secretly jeered from undisclosed locations. “Hey boss, Is this the end of poopy days?” queried Widdledub, (“heh heh”).
June 5, 2009 3:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
Stratofrog your comedy rules. Ok you made me work to look up some words,Scatologic & eschatologists which I should have recognized,but the combination threw me and is witty. Combined as one word I think it means "one who studies the future of poop?"
June 5, 2009 7:49 PM | Reply | Permalink
WD: Hey Dickie, quite something we did to the earth, don't ya think?
DC: (Under his breath) When am I going to lose this moron?
June 5, 2009 4:31 PM | Reply | Permalink
Rowan be glad they are space cadets and not aquanauts, so manatees and friends wont have to endure them, that is unless they think you are hiding WMD's.
June 5, 2009 7:55 PM | Reply | Permalink
Ummm. Do they think that WMD stands for Water Mobile Demons? If so, me and my co-inhabitants have a fin in this game.
June 6, 2009 12:39 AM | Reply | Permalink
Dick: No, you moron, we're not here looking for weapons of mass destruction. This is the only place we can vacation without ending up in The Hague.
W: Right, Big Dick! Hey, if this place is all-inclusive, it might be a good place for my presidential library!
June 5, 2009 4:31 PM | Reply | Permalink
TomH Hahaha, Uranus is a good spot for GW's presidential liebury.
June 5, 2009 8:00 PM | Reply | Permalink
DUBYA "How do you go pee-pee with these suits on Dick?"
CHENEY "Give me back my shotgun and I'll tell you, you wimp"
June 5, 2009 5:58 PM | Reply | Permalink
W: "Why don't we have legs, Dick?"
C: "Where do you think the WMDs were all along, Widdlebittybrain?Here, that's where -- we moved 'em here during the Reagan Star Wars program. But don't worry; we don't need legs. Our Neocon/Noobecon cause has legs. You don't need legs to say '9/11/9/11/9/11....we kept America safe......"
June 5, 2009 8:04 PM | Reply | Permalink
wwstaebler , thats too good,thanks for explaining the no leg hoodo dolls.
But don't worry; we don't need legs. Our Neocon/Noobecon cause has legs. You don't need legs to say '9/11/9/11/9/11....we kept America safe......" ha!
June 5, 2009 8:39 PM | Reply | Permalink
Noblecommentdecider, Haha ,To which Cheney might reply
Cheney : "Look Dubya, we are on Uranus and the temperature is -200 deg c, so you have 3 choices, one, go in the suit and let your boots fill with water which will freeze and make your feet fall off ,or 2 take out your diddle and go on that rock over there,but the stream will instantly freeze turning your diddle into an ice snake which will also fall off, or 3 hold it till we find the wmd's hidden here, there's bound to be a porta potty close by the cache.
June 5, 2009 8:31 PM | Reply | Permalink
Riddled with uRaynal ice snakes, Widdle finally noticed his hands had morphed into pinchers in a quasi photoshop redition of alien sedition. Side-stepping the wounded Blunderducks, BD and Widdle rocketed toward Earth, accelerating through several rings of hypocrisy.
Never one to be outdone by his baser instincts, Blunderdick flew a circuitous route through the gates of defense, falling flat on his legacy where Dick Clark waited in the past, still writing books about ringing the Hell-Bells 2001 times and still demanding principal’d meetings. But Blunder had decided to skip the information in lieu of another drink.
Having never been seriously recognized as human, Blunderdick’s coldness and damaged orbits led him zealously to the Terrestrial Heart Club where a Pentagonal Punk Band was covering a funk version of Me and My Shadow. Still concealed in cosmic diddle, Widdle slid under the sparkling disco ball, twittering his Neocondi twice, pinchers pinging.
June 6, 2009 2:29 AM | Reply | Permalink
Blunderdick: Like I told you, just keep your mouth shut and let me do all of the talking and I'll let you live.
Widdledub: I think I can do that. Thanks Darth... um, I mean Dick..., heh, heh
June 6, 2009 5:12 AM | Reply | Permalink