gannon could be filling scotty’s opening as we speak

I wanted to write a big, long post tonight on that pathetic, lying, Sad Sack of shit, Scott McClellan, and where he might wash up now that he’s been hung out to dry by the administration (as a diversion, no doubt, to keep the press from focusing on today’s other White House news – that Karl Rove, who, it appears, is about to be indicted in the Plame case, has been moved to a less high-profile non-policy position). But, since I don’t really have time to pull anything decent together right now, I thought that I’d just share this clip from Vanity Fair’s recent piece on McClellan as a way of saying goodbye.

…It’s this verbal haplessness that has made Scott McClellan–a pleasant, low-wattage, old-before-his-time young fellow, with, at 38, a wife, no children, and “two dogs and four cats”–the living symbol of this White House’s profound and, perhaps, mortal problem with language and meaning. McClellan himself, as though having some terrible social disability, has, standing miserably in the press briefing room every day, become a kick-me archetype. He’s Piggy in Lord of the Flies: a living victim, whose reason for being is, apparently, to shoulder public ridicule and pain (or, come to think of it, he’s Squealer from Animal Farm). He’s the person nobody would ever choose to be…

Goodbye, Scotty. You will be missed. (Maybe not now, but certainly once your more evil, competent replacement is created.)

So, what do you think the chances are that a crudely disguised Jeff “Guckert” Gannon will pop up from behind the podium-of-lies next? (note: Images of Gannon in disguise, to accompany this post, would be greatly apprecited.)