And, true to form, "Strong Conservative" and Blogging Tory Jonathan Strong obediently reproduces his assigned right-wing talking point:
Marine Rips Harry Reid a New One
Cpl. Tyler Rock, stationed in a hostile area of Iraq, lambasted Senate Leader Harry Reid (Democrat) for saying that the war is lost...
Sadly, Jonathan provides no link to the actual source so, here, let me help you out. Ah, yes, the New York Post -- for those days when Fox News is just too fair and balanced for you.
Also sadly, Jonathan can't be bothered to cover actual news like, oh, how the death of Army Ranger Pat Tillman was covered up, or how Private Jessica Lynch is tired of having her life fictionalized, or how (despite Cpl. Rock's macho bluster) the troops and their families are disgusted with having their tours extended to 15 months.
But give Jonathan a story of some loudmouth corporal shooting off his mouth in East Raghead, Iraq and Jonathan's all over that story like Kate McMillan on a biker gang.
Good boy, Jonathan. When they hired you for your unquestioning stenographer skills, they certainly got their money's worth.
I'M GOING OUT ON A LIMB and suggesting there's more to this story than meets the eye. It's just too convenient that, in the midst of the political slugfest down south, the Wingnut-o-sphere just happens to come up with a Marine corporal who allegedly rips Harry Reid a new orifice.
Here's a thought -- let's sit on this story for a few days and see what shakes out. After all, it wouldn't be the first time the Bush administration faked something for political purposes.
THERE'S SOME ENTERTAINMENT VALUE in how the New York Post pumps up the reputation of a totally no-account Marine corporal, describing him as a "hero" and a "tough U.S. Marine stationed in one of the most hostile areas of Iraq" who criticized Reid using "raw and emotional language from the bloody front lines." Even the name adds to the manly awesomeness of it all: Rock. Tyler Rock.
My God, if only he'd been a sergeant, it would have been perfect.
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