From Reuters:

Cheney, annoyed at Vermont Sen. Patrick Leahy, had hurled the “F-word” at Leahy during a conversation on the Senate floor in Washington on Tuesday.

…Cheney had ripped into Leahy for his criticism this week of suspected war profiteering in Iraq by Halliburton, the oil services company that Cheney once ran.

Cheney said on Friday he had no regrets about what he said.

Cheney told Fox News, “I expressed myself rather forcefully, felt better after I had done it.”

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So do I! I feel much, much better. Four years ago, when Bush and Cheney were promising to “raise the tone” in Washington, I had high hopes. But except for Bush calling a NY Times reporter a “major league asshole,” until this week the world of politics was still full of false politesse and “diplomatic” doubletalk. Just think of how much more ennobled American political history would’ve been if the voices of years gone by had possessed the courage, directness, and honesty of George and Dick:

“December 7, 1941, a day that will live in being really completely fucked up.”

“These are the times that try men’s souls, and the British can lick my balls.”

“With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in and bone the South right up the ass.”

“Mr. Gorbachev, tear down that motherfucking wall.”

There. Isn’t that better? I feel better. You can write your own (in the Comments below, naturally).

A new day is dawning. Now that Mr. Cheney has come right out and told the loyal opposition what’s on his mind, we can finally stop pussyfooting when it comes to our international relationships. We can come right out and say it: We can tell France and Germany to fuck off! We can tell the United Nations to kiss our ass! We can tell the entire world that they’re a bunch of stupid ass-licking shitheads, and if they don’t like what we’re doing, they can go fuck themselves! We can tell ‘em that.

Er… again.