I love, and envy, Hugh Hewitt. He’s everything I’m not. He’s brilliant, verbally capable, a great writer and appears to have obscene amounts of energy. His blog hughhewitt.com is terrific and he was a way of analyzing things that really sharpens the focus and perspective.
Today he said:
Woodward as Nixon: "I hunkered down. I'm in the habit of keeping secrets. I didn't want anything out there that was going to get me subpoened."
by Hugh Hewitt
November 16, 2005 04:11 PM PST
First Rather, now Woodward: Guilty of the very sort of cover-ups for which they pursued Nixon relentlessly.
How long until Woodward declares "Your assistant managing editor is not a crook?
Yep, turns out good ol’ Bob Woodward knew about Valerie Plames identity before Scooter Libby had a clue, or a scooter. But he let Woodward and others dangle in the wind. He had a secret. Hmm, we’ve heard that before.