It’s somewhat sad to see what is happening to Scottie McClellan. Even when he was spinning like an Iranian uranium-enrichment centrifuge, I always felt a strange kind of sympathy for Scottie. Now I know why. I recognized a sliver of humanity in him that is lacking in all other Bushite sycophants. McClellan has come (oh, I don’t know…) 60% clean in his new tell-part book and the White House and their apologists are calling him ‘Benedict Arnold’, ‘a traitor’, ‘a turncoat’, a ‘Hamas apologist’ (???), and “probably the worst White House press secretary in recent memory.”
Maybe McClellan and Bill Richardson can start a club. They can call it ‘The Judas Club’. It will be for anyone that served in an administration and later lived to regret it. McClellan’s got it really bad (except for his anticipated book sales) because even the left is piling on. Why did he go out there day after day after day and spin like a break dancer for an administration that he knew didn’t know how to govern or how to tell the truth? Isn’t it too late for Scottie to come to Jesus?
Well, I say, ‘better now than after the administration is out of power’. No matter how badly you screw up there is always the best thing for you to do now. And if you can make a profit off it, so much the better. This is fucking America, and don’t you ever forget it.
As press secretary, I spent countless hours defending the administration from the podium in the White House briefing room. Although the things I said then were sincere, I have since come to realize that some of them were badly misguided. In these pages, I’ve tried to come to grips with some of the truths that life inside the White House bubble obscured.
