Tweety And Tom

by digby

Atrios wonders why Matthews is so easy on Tom DeLay, which is to say, given his normal proclivities, incredibly easy. Suspiciously easy.

Maybe it’s this:

Matthews implicated in Abramoff scandal

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Now there are two big issues here — one is the fact that Matthews has cavorted with Abramoff in the past, to the point of helping out with one of his sham charities.

Then there’s the ethical issues with this so-called journalist hanging out in (and helping with) such a blatantly partisan event. It’s again obvious that his schmoozing with the rich and powerful have hampered his ability to commentate on those issues properly detached and rational. He’s been co-opted by the DeLay/Abramoff machine.

I hate to jump to conclusions, here. Matthews loves all Republicans, especially big powerful ones who have awesome masculine nicknames like “the hammer.” He gets all tingly merely being in their presence. But his “interview” with Delay last night was adoring and worshipful even for him. He looked like Nancy Reagan staring at the gipper during his inauguration speech. (He even actively coached him at times, just like Nancy in the later days.) There’s more to this than your normal Tweety Codpiece envy.

GEARY

I passed out.

[He stands up and moves over the bed where we see a bloody dead girl.]

I — I’ll fix it.

[He unties the girl’s hand from the bed post.]

Just a game.

[He takes a towel and begins to wipe up the blood that is all over her. He looks at the towel and wipes off his hands.]

Jesus, Jesus.

[He begins to cry. As he does, TOM looks over at NERI who is wiping his hands in the bathroom.]

Jesus, God — Oh, God. I don’t know — and I can’t understand — why I can’t remember.

TOM

You don’t have to remember — just do as I say. We’re putting a call into your office — explain that you’ll be there tomorrow afternoon — you decided to spend the night at Michael Corleone’s house in Tahoe — as his guest.

GEARY

I do remember that she was laughing…we’d done it before — and I know that I couldn’t’ve hurt — that girl

TOM

This girl has no family — nobody knows that she worked here. It’ll be as if she never existed. All that’s left is our friendship.

If you wonder what is going on between Tweety and Tom, you can ask him, here.

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