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Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Gregg Easterbrook's been chugging the NYT Kool Aid

A search on the guy's name will produce several Plawg pieces on the Kill Bill antisemitism saga earlier this year - I was bold in his defence, he was cringing in his surrender, I seem to recall.

Further evidence of his flakiness with his contribution today to the Miller thing.

You're not along in the piece hardly a moment when you read:
...let's hope the paper's remarkable editor, Bill Keller, is not punished for having the courage to be honest with readers.

And - even better:
Ideally The New York Times would have figured out, prewar, that Ahmed Chalabi was a Professor Harold Hill character and that, overall, claims about Iraqi weapons were suspect.

Said as if outing Chalabi as a phoney [1] was a druther on a par with wishing the English had had machine-guns at the Battle of Hastings!

It's a whitewash on a Lord Hutton scale. The old Michael Caine quote is as apposite to Easterbrook as to his Lordship [2]:
I only told you to blow the bloody doors off!

  1. I didn't call the guy in so many words on his dud intel; but I did say of Chalabi on November 3 2002 - that was before the war, I seem to recall -
    the more this joker plays the Big Man, with the sophomoric devotion of Rumsfeld and the Pentagon, the more doubt is cast on whether this Administration has the judgement and intelligence (in both senses of the word) to run a whelk stall, let alone the conquest and rehabilitation of a country of 170,000 square miles and 20m people.
    The article linked - Wayback cache - is all about the CIA/Pentagon wars about defector intel in general and Chalabi in particular.

  2. Not that either Hutton or Easterbrook needed to be told. A variation on the old ditty - penned by one Humbert Wolfe, I find:
    You cannot hope to bribe or twist
    (Thank God!) the British journalist.
    But, seeing what the man will do
    Unbribed, there’s no occasion to.


And Harold Hill? My Music Man memories are faded - but I'm pretty sure that his fakery didn't result in thousand of deaths.

(Well, perhaps in an off off off Broadway production...)

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