I remember the first time I ordered a rib eye steak in France. I ordered it well done.
When a medium rare steak appeared on my plate with all the usual French accroutements, I looked at the waiter and reminded him that I had ordered a steak "well done."
"Hmmpff", he replied, "it is practically burnt beyond being edible now and you want me to return the steak to the chef so he can ruin it further? O.K. I will be back with a burnt steak."
It came back the same.
My hosts immediately began to inform me of the nuances of French Haute Cuisine and how flavor, texture, tenderness and taste were affected by over cooking a steak. They wanted me to enjoy... no savor the experience of Biftek tartar and the taste of choice red meats. ( I now crave the tender morsels of lightly grilled steaks much to the horror of friends and family in America.)
Over the years I began to experiment and realize the importance of cooking fish, chicken, vegetables and red meat just right and not 30 seconds more to enhance the tenor of a meal and individual dishes. I now realize how important it is to get things just right...
Impeachment!
I want mine well done.
While I do not have the snappy comebacks of a snotty Parisien waiter, I do bring the knowledge of experience about getting the dish just right.
Impeachment requires a 2/3rds majority of Senators to remove from office. Impartial Senators, weighing the charges. Actual impeachable charges of high crimes and misdemeanors...whatever that means. Senator feingold demonstrated his continued moral commitment to political integrity by declaring his impartiality.
Ken Starr was a witch hunter in search of an impeachable offense for six years! It was such a travesty on constitutional government and it left such a foul taste of demagouery for many in the American Public, that I am not sure what the future of impeachment will really ever mean. The affairs of Dennis Hastert, Bob Barr and Newt Gingrich and the simultanoeus extra-marital liasons they were engaging in has the putrid stench of hypocrisy that leaves one shaking their head. How do these guys sleep? Are their supporters just plain stupid? Did they eat too much uncooked red meat?
He who screams the loudest is the guiltiest. I always pay attention to the drum bangers. I wonder what motivates them to such passion like Pastor Ted Haggert? Jimmy Swaggert? Jim Bakker? and who knows what lurks in the heart of a ... James Dobson?
Grrrrrr...I love the taste of a bloody piece of meat. It is so primal that I salivate as I write...gimmee some Sushi...
Impeachment has that same promise of satisfaction.
I want Bush and Cheney to know the adrelin of the hunt. I want to chase Habeus Corpus and Abu Graib and Freedom Fries and shred them into hamburger! I'm feeling rabid and I need a good piece of red meat to gnaw on! I don't care about Pelosi, Reid or Feingold.
Give it to me bloody rare...
AHHHHH OOOOOHHH!!
There. I feel better.
But like I said earlier...I like my Impeachment well done. Not this half baked Ken Starr, Lindsey Graham medium-rare type impeachments. Not a Bill Reilly mealy mouthed trumped up we've-got-the-money-impeachment.
I want an impeachment that Nancy Pelosi, Russ Feingold and maybe a Susan Collins can get behind. An impeachment The Hague and Europeans and the rest of the world can know is the return of American Justice and recommiment to peace. I want my Impeachment well done or not at all Monsieur!
We are not there yet, gentle readers. We may have to settle for a burnt steak. But in this age of Mad Cow disease...that might not be so bad a decision...
Of course we can howl at the moon, flame away in indignation or settle for a run with the pack because that's always fun too.
However,if in your hunt you should catch a lame duck or two...be sure to howl for me...this old timer loves the frenzied taste of red meat.
Bon Appetite!