my favorite part was when the monster pretended to almost cry

[mopaul]

the monster, rumsfeld. i watched the whole sickening spectacle, all day, and the wretch held up pretty good, and held his ground. he got real testy a couple times, but fairly consistantly reptilian.

but toward the end of his long hard day, (poor baby) he was being grilled pretty good and asked why he didn't turn in some idiots asses or something like that, and the old vampire pretended like he was going to break down and bawl. i saw no tears. not even wetness in his mummy eyes, but he pulled the old sudden stop in mid sentence and bit his lip. sort of like mike myers coffee talk lady, 'i'm all veklempt---talk amongst yourselves'.

but it was totally phony, like his soul. he was just tired and cranky and he wanted to go home and drink. boo frikkety hoo.

he never cries in real life. monsters who are covered in the blood of thousands of innnocents, and who's only desire is to murder thousands more before he's stopped, don't cry.

and when he viewed the soon to be released ghastly videos and photos he mentioned today, he probably laughed.