See, here on planet Earth, Dick Cheney is kinda like this:
Cheney then took astonishing measures to ensure that internal objections would not reach the President, even resorting to spying on White House staff:
At the White House, [White House national security lawyer John] Bellinger sent Rice a blunt — and, he thought, private — legal warning. The Cheney-Rumsfeld position would place the president indisputably in breach of international law and would undermine cooperation from allied governments. …
One lawyer in his office said that Bellinger was chagrined to learn, indirectly, that Cheney had read the confidential memo and “was concerned” about his advice. Thus Bellinger discovered an unannounced standing order: Documents prepared for the national security adviser, another White House official said, were “routed outside the formal process” to Cheney, too. The reverse did not apply.
Then there's the reality on Adam's planet:
One of the reasons I've always liked Dick Cheney is that he doesn't beat around the bush.
Well, all right ... perhaps we can give Adam this one. I mean, when Dick Cheney wants to know what you're thinking, he doesn't beat around the bush -- he just flat-out fucking spies on you.
And to think that didn't used to be a virtue. Ah, for the good old days.