The Democrats now have their hammer, one that will withstand whatever protestations the GOP throws up.
--Dartagnan
Harry Reid's hammer.
Preparing the House for hearings.
It's High Noon, and John Conyers gallops apace to his showdown with JUSTICE!
Drawing up charges.
Senator Leahy serves the subpoenas, personally.
Choo! Choo! Hop on the Justice Train!
Watch out, Karl! Watch out, Dick! Watch out, Condi! The Democrats are on your tail!
Cancel those vacation plans!
Architects of torture, your prison awaits!
Justice.
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
--Macbeth