(no subject)
I'm capable of believing most anything about the current administration that doesn't require me to don a tin-foil hat, so I have little problem with Richard Clarke's accusations of indifference to terrorism on the part of Bush. Indeed, it squares with the understanding I've had since The New Yorker profiled the late John O'Neill back in January, 2002. But what is most important to my credulity is that I've never seen all of season two of Alias. For, when I catch Clarke on TV and close my eyes, I hear Victor Garber. The vocal resemblance is remarkable; in fact, noting a facial resemblance requires as little squinting at Clarke as does the Mask of Agamemnon. Because I've only really watched season one of Alias, this resemblance brings to mind ruthless efficiency, cold calculation, and a resistance to emotion, but not a willingness to endanger national security to screw over one's ex-wife.