The post I never thought I'd write

Bob Novak comes clean, sort of, about Plamegate. An as-yet-unidentified senior administration official (who may or may not be Richard Armitage) inadvertently clued him in to the fact that Wilson’s wife worked at the CIA and set up his trip to Niger. Novak looked up Wilson in “Who’s Who in America,” saw his wife’s name was Valerie Plame, then confirmed it with Karl Rove and Bill Harlow, a spokesman at the Agency. Although I’m not really sure what, exactly, he confirmed. That she worked there? That she worked there and help set up the trip?

None of them has been indicted by Patrick Fitzgerald, anyway. Novak does say his recollection of his conversations with Rove and Harlow differs from theirs, which is a polite way of calling them liars.

I don’t know. I never followed this. In fact, technically, I’m not supposed to be writing about it at all. The grand bargain struck between the left and right blogospheres back in ’03 calls for all coverage of The Most Important Story Ever, a.k.a. Joe Wilson’s family tree, to be handled exclusively by the nutroots. One of Wilson’s kids gets run in on a drug charge? Can’t touch it.

In exchange, they agreed they’d politely overlook Islamic fundamentalism. And say what you will about them, my friends, but they are men and women of their words.

Tom Maguire got a special exemption somehow, so the normal protocol in situations like these is just to throw up a link to JOM and be done with it. Consider it thrown.

Atonement-for-a-stupid-post link: Shroomsmania!

Using the active ingredient in illegal hallucinogenic mushrooms, researchers at Johns Hopkins University have induced a lingering sense of spirituality that they believe has the potential to help patients struggling with addiction or terminal cancer…

Volunteers took the drug while listening to classical music in comfortable rooms. A trained monitor stayed with each participant until the drug trip ended.

Afterward, they were asked to rate their experiences for sacredness, transcendence, unity and intuitive knowledge. Two-thirds of them described their drug trip as among the five most profound events in their lives, rivaling the birth of a child

Lead author Roland R. Griffiths said psilocybin was no “God pill,” but rather a chemical process. The interplay of brain chemicals sparked by psilocybin could explain the biology underlying spiritual experiences.

The process “could be the basis of ethics and morality,” he said.

Reached for comment, French author/philosopher Bernard Henri-Levy called shrooming “heroic, miraculous, transcendent, Delphic, hyper-Delphic, gobsmackingly Delphic” and not at all unlike the boat ride across the river Styx if Charon were a unicorn with a diamond horn and Christ’s face.