The Pull-Your-Dick Presidency

While I'm thrilled that the reign of Emperor C-Plus Augustus will be coming to an end soon -- barring, of course, the White House Counsel's discovery that executive privilege means never having to leave the Oval Office -- I'm also stricken with a sense of sadness that this long strange trip will soon be over.

Pretty soon, we're not going to have stories like this one coming out every day:

Success in Iraq is critical to U.S. national interests, which is why we've insisted on sending our best and brightest civilians there: loyal Republicans, young GOP political operatives, and in the case of Owen Cargol, a man who fancies himself "a rub-your-belly, grab-your-balls, give-you-a-hug, slap-your-back, pull-your-dick, squeeze-your-hand, cheek-your-face, and pat-your-thigh kind of guy."

...and, by God, we're going to miss the magic when it's gone.