Dick Cheney getting ready for bed.

Two weeks out of office, and Dick Cheney is back on the scene, doing what he does best:  willing death and destruction upon the people of the United States.

The right-leaning Politico caught up with the former Looter-in-Chief in his new, undisclosed man-sized safe in McLean, Virginia (hey, Sarah, that’s "fake" Virginia, doncha know?), where, as Spencer noted this morning, the stenographers reporters dutifully transcribed every intentionally misleading, fearmongering, cynical word that spilled out of his mouth.

Predicting a "catastrophic" nuclear or biological attack on the U.S., Cheney sneered at the Obama Administration’s systematic rolling back of BushCo policies and return to the rule of law:

When we get people who are more concerned about reading the rights to an Al Qaeda terrorist than they are with protecting the United States against people who are absolutely committed to do anything they can to kill Americans, then I worry,” Cheney said.

The mendacity, it BURNS.  Cheney would like nothing more than another Al Qaeda attack.  Then he gets to exercise those KBR stock options, baby!

And in an audacious moment of "Who, ME?", Cheney, fat and happy sitting on the millions he made off Halliburton, warns of an equally catastrophic financial crisis:

The dire portrait Cheney painted of the country’s security situation was made even grimmer by his comments agreeing with analysts who believe this recession may be a once-in-a-century disaster. 

“It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen,” Cheney said. “The combination of the financial crisis that started last year, coupled now with, obviously, a major recession, I think we’re a long way from having solved these problems.” 

EXCUSE ME?!  LAST YEAR?!  Your administration singlehandedly brought this crisis on from the start with your wars on Iraq and the regulatory protections Americans had enjoyed for years. That was your raison d’être, emptying the country’s coffers by any means necessary and walking (or wheeling) away richer than you and your Bohemian Grove buddies could have ever possibly imagined. You sacrificed this country’s economic health to the imaginary gods of the free market, and in return, the people received a melamine-tainted deficit that won’t be paid off until this country has turned to dust.

Don’t kid yourself, Dick. History won’t be kind to you at all. 



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