Sunday, November 18, 2012
A SHINING MEDIOCRITY
This takedown by Lucian K. Truscott is just the ticket.
FASTIDIOUSNESS is never a good sign in a general officer. Though strutting military peacocks go back to Alexander’s time, our first was MacArthur, who seemed at times to care more about how much gold braid decorated the brim of his cap than he did about how many bodies he left on beachheads across the Pacific. Next came Westmoreland, with his starched fatigues in Vietnam. In our time, Gen. David H. Petraeus has set the bar high. Never has so much beribboned finery decorated a general’s uniform since Al Haig passed through the sally ports of West Point on his way to the White House.This has always been my feeling.
Indeed, it was with a falling stomach that I read about Obama's giving him the CIA.
An empty shell of a man. A popinjay.
He let his dick get caught in the wringer.
And what a wringer, the same intelligence apparatus that he was to oversee.
It was a lousy appointment from the get-go and a concession to the "looks good" mindset that so characterized the George W. Bush era.
He was an easy guy to get through the Senate. Petraeus is nothing if not the consummate politician.
They say he cleared up the Benghazi story. He did nothing of the kind really. The Senators fauned and fell over themselves as the adulterer told them a bedtime story.
Understand, I am all for guys getting themselves laid well. But there is good sleaze and hypocritical sleaze.
This is like the self righteous right wing preacher who is sucking dick in the men's room up on the Interstate.
