Iowahawk Special Commentary
by "Deep Blog"
Okay, stop. Let's hear the countersignal.
Excellent. Now edge closer to the BlogAd shadow. Rove's ears are everwhere, even in TypePad... especially in TypePad. Okay, that's close enough. And no questions, you're here to listen. And learn. Poppy's Rolex is ticking and you need time as much as you need clues.
Finally got here, eh? I've been waiting. Nice work on Gannon/Guckert, but don't get cocky, citizen sleuth. Every time you unravel a thread, Rove and the Skull & Bones PsyOps boys are knitting two steps ahead of you -- crocheting their next Afghan macrame adventure.
Remember: connections. Connections.
We both know that Rove's puppets in the rightwing media control tower have cancelled all flights to Truth City. That doesn't mean they've confiscated the roadmaps. Quick... act like you're asking me for a cigarette. When I hand to you, I want you to "accidentally" drop it... okay, now pick it up along with the manila envelope.
Good. Now open it slowly.
Tread softly, because Rove's roots run deep and crooked. For every real clue you find, BushCo has planted two to lead you down a blind alley.
The first thing you have to ask yourself: why was this whole White House fake document gay prostitution CIA spy outing ring just waiting there for you, wrapped up nice and tidy in a little bow? Please. You only know what you know because that's exactly what Karl wants you to know.
Stop being so naive. So far you're just another sucker huckstered Into Rove's Machiavellian Texas Funhouse of Mirrors. If you want to find the exit, listen for the carnies that aren't barking.
Gannon? A well-endowed red herring. Let's just say "gay escort Repugnican journalist" makes a very distracting cover when your real gig is, say -- pool cleaner for a certain Mr. and Mrs. "Joe Wilson" of Alexandria, VA. Shocked? Don't be. Plame and Wilson have been on the Rove payroll for years. Karl brilliantly used them to nail three birds with two undercover stones: take progressives' money, discredit them, and get some high-impact product placement for the Duncan Hines cartel.
Those CBS conveniently forged, yet entirely accurate documents? Obviously the handiwork of Karl's West Wing elves. But if you think "Gannon" was the conduit to Mapes you are barking up the wrong homo, my friend. Karl has more than a few panicked moles inside Black Rock hoping to throw you off the scent. Let's just say you may want to start "connecting the Dotties," because the plot is about to thicken like a TANG-y sweet salad dressing. Remember: the truth is out there. Buried below a modern 64,000 square foot plant in Duncan, Nebraska.
Seeing a pattern? Rule #1 in the Rove Matrix is careful who you trust. That website with the impeccable progressive credentials could easily be a Rove / GOPig front operation -- draining millions of dollars from credulous liberal dupes and throwing it away on doomed campaigns. If your instincts tell you someone to trust somebody, then run. He's probably a plant, and the voices could be from Rove's mind control drones.
Shhh! Did you just hear that?
This meeting is getting too dangerous -- too dangerous for both of us. Here, take this. If Rove's operative get hold of you, swallow it. It will help you maintain your cover as just another FauxNews brainwashed sheeple.
Now get out of here you magnificent, foolhardy bastard. And remember -- like all communiques of the Underground Reality-Based Resistance, this conversation never happened.
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