AUSTIN, Texas -- The Old War Criminal is back. I try not to
hold grudges, but I must admit I have never lost one ounce of
rancor toward Henry Kissinger, that cynical, slithery,
self-absorbed pathological liar. He has all the loyalty and
principle of Charles Talleyrand, whom Napoleon described as "a
piece of dung in a silk stocking."
Come to think of it, Talleyrand looks pretty good compared to
Kissinger, who always aspired to be Metternich (a 19th century
Austrian diplomat). Just count the number of Americans and
Vietnamese who died between 1969 and 1973, and see if you can
find any indication he ever gave a damn.
As for Kissinger's getting the Nobel Peace Prize, it is a
thing so wrong it has come to define wrongness -- as in, "As
weird as the time Henry Kissinger got the Nobel Peace Prize."
Tom Lehrer, who was a lovely political satirist, gave up
satire after that blow.
The War Criminal's return is the only piece of news I have yet
found in Bob Woodward's new book, and what amazes me is the
reaction to the work. Gosh, gasp, imagine, Woodward says the
war's a disaster!