“So, I suppose the question is...what kind of civil trial will we see, or not see, between Cheney and Whittington? Whittington is certainly no stranger to a court room and to civil litigation. Will Cheney pay him off, preemptively? Will they go to court? I would imagine if a guy with a few beers in him shoots you in the face on a hunting trip, how could you turn down that opportunity?”
Then, Baldwin mumbled some truly unintelligible nonsense concerning Cheney, Enron, former California Governor Gray Davis, and current Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger. I must caution the reader to hold tightly onto something as you read this drivel, and try to do it on an empty stomach, for this malarkey is destined to repeat, and repeat often:
“What would Cheney do about the whole secrecy thing then? I mean, this is the guy that sicced Enron on Gray Davis and the state of California to embarrass Davis, trigger the recall and then watched Arnold Schwarzenegger become governor of California. (To this day, perhaps, still the low point in American political life.) Then Cheney covered it up.”
Much like the ramblings of Gabby Johnson in “Blazing Saddles,” this was some truly authentic frontier gibberish. Alas, Baldwin wasn’t done yet:
“Cheney is a terrorist. He terrorizes our enemies abroad and innocent citizens here at home indiscriminately. Who ever thought Harry Whittington would be the answer to America's prayers. Finally, someone who might get that lying, thieving Cheney into a courtroom to answer some direct questions.”
Makes one wonder why Baldwin didn’t leave the country after Inauguration Day 2001, or, at the very least, reserve his astute political insights for Simpsons overdubs.
