Keeping the football metaphor alive (it is Monday night, after all) we get to see the goal posts getting shifted as our boy moves on down field, in one piece he zigs and zags through the awful Rubin and Sperling loving lefties who just want a better economy and (say) they don't care how it happens, as long as President Jobless Recovery isn't in charge. As he adriotly manuvers, always to the right (which might account for his record number of sacks) he finds that once again the goal posts have been moved...Wolfie, Yes Wolfie von Wolfowitz is moving the goal post for him, by contradicting his hero, "

"Iraq did have contacts with Al Qaeda," Mr. Wolfowitz insisted, momentarily silencing the audience with an accusation even President Bush now says is unsubstantiated. He added, "We don't know how clear they were."

So how many Fundie Neocons does it take to move a goal post, Yer Royal Highness? And don't you ever get tired running from sideline to sideline and never gettng any closer to scoring? I think all your GLBT friends have it right, after all, how many of them would suffer the fate of former Rep. Steven May, also a gay, conservative who was fired by the Club for Growth, just for being who he is? At the behest of "right-thinking Christo-Fascist morons" no less. I think he was even an Army Officer (Reservist or NG) booted under 'don't ask, don't tell'. Whoops, there go the goal posts again...so how do you keep your head from expolding again? Exactly?