The
2008 election year may have ended, but Bush & Co. aren't splayed
out on the front steps of 1600 Pennsylvania, waiting for the Obamas to
roll in.
Condoleezza Rice, for one, hasn't
resorted to phoning it in. She shows up for work every day in classy
Saks, brushes the Katrina victims aside, and strides through the front
gate to the White House, where her boss, her hero, awaits with a
non-alcholic beer and a bag of pretzels. Together, they are Nixon and
Kissinger, circa 1974, with the fireplace ablaze and the rocks in a
glass of whiskey clattering back and forth, hashing out their escape
plan.
Part of that plan is to ensure their
legacy and making sure, for starters, that any revealing documentary
films are dead in the water before they're even released...
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