I never watch the Sunday shows (I was in a holding pattern waiting to start the Father's Day trek). I used to love 'em back when I was a kid and Tim Russert was a journalist. Suffering through the short clip I watched I realized why: I can't bear to watch people lie like that. Must be my upbringing. I can easily turn on the ire reading transcripts, but watching is just too painful. I even cringe more than laugh at the Daily Show remotes. The only exception is that Brit, the one who uses a lot of people in mascot costumes. [Update: Trigger Happy.] When they set up the brass band and the beauty queen and the big banner, "Congratulations, 100,000th Customer" outside a porn shop my wife had to give me CPR.
Anyway, it was interesting in ninety seconds to see that the Official Vietnam War Spokesperson Syndrome is in full effect, same as the official You Traitorous Bastards Made Us Lose Gambit. Rice answered questions with the same responses she used in 2003. Only the lipstick has changed.
I didn't get to hear the Secretary claim the administration had informed the American public that this was a "generational commitment". It's funny, but in the run-up to the war, I don't remember agreeing with the administration on anything. Memory sure plays tricks on you in the twilight years.