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The Obama Justice Department has demonstrated few things more clearly than its commitment to keep the dirtiest secrets of its predecessors. One absurd example is the controversy over the notes from Dick Cheney’s fateful interview with FBI agents about his role in the outing of Valerie Plame, a covert CIA agent—an exercise that carried him to the brink of being indicted. The Obama Justice team is convinced that America is better off not knowing what Dick Cheney told the G-men. In support of this view, it advances some dubious propositions.
Consider this passage from the Justice Department’s brief:
“These privileges belong to the government. The presidential communications privilege belongs to the President; the deliberative process privilege asserted here belongs to the White House; and the law enforcement privilege asserted here belongs to DOJ. A government official, even one as senior as the Vice President cannot implicitly waive these governmental privileges by individually submitting to an interview.”
This passage has the cadence and breathlessness of Gollum of the Lord of the Rings talking about “my precious.” The ring made its wearer secret and brought him into communion with the Dark Forces. The deeper we reach, the more disturbing these claims of privilege become. What is the motive behind them? Not the protection of vital state secrets of any sort. The Justice Department representations to the court suggest the basest possible purpose: to shield a public figure from public ridicule over his inappropriate, indeed possibly criminal, conduct in high office.
[Justice Department spokesman Jeffrey] Smith said the documents could be released years later for “historical purposes,” but shouldn’t be released now because they would be used in the “political fray.”
This is to be added to the other explanation they advance, namely that senior elected officials will abusively invoke privilege claims to block legitimate criminal investigations unless their cooperation with law enforcement is kept secret. This is an argument made by a law enforcement agency? Working our way through the Justice Department’s claims, we come down to this proposition: ensuring that the public has a distorted view of what transpired by suppressing the truth is a legitimate policy objective. Judge Emmett Sullivan expressed appropriate skepticism in the face of the Justice Department’s stream of increasingly unhinged rationalizations for its fixation on secrecy. Now it’s time to fill in the historical record by disclosing another of Dick Cheney’s dirty secrets.
More from Scott Horton:
Six Questions — October 18, 2014, 8:00 pm
Nathaniel Raymond on CIA interrogation techniques.
On a Friday evening in January, a thousand people at the annual California Native Plant Society conference in San Jose settled down to a banquet and a keynote speech delivered by an environmental historian named Jared Farmer. His chosen topic was the eucalyptus tree and its role in California’s ecology and history. The address did not go well. Eucalyptus is not a native plant but a Victorian import from Australia. In the eyes of those gathered at the San Jose DoubleTree, it qualified as “invasive,” “exotic,” “alien” — all dirty words to this crowd, who were therefore convinced that the tree was dangerously combustible, unfriendly to birds, and excessively greedy in competing for water with honest native species.
In his speech, Farmer dutifully highlighted these ugly attributes, but also quoted a few more positive remarks made by others over the years. This was a reckless move. A reference to the tree as “indigenously Californian” elicited an abusive roar, as did an observation that without the aromatic import, the state would be like a “home without its mother.” Thereafter, the mild-mannered speaker was continually interrupted by boos, groans, and exasperated gasps. Only when he mentioned the longhorn beetle, a species imported (illegally) from Australia during the 1990s with the specific aim of killing the eucalyptus, did he earn a resounding cheer.
Percentage of Britons who cannot name the city that provides the setting for the musical Chicago:
An Australian entrepreneur was selling oysters raised in tanks laced with Viagra.
A tourism company in Australia announced a service that will allow users to take the “world’s biggest selfies,” and a Texas man accidentally killed himself while trying to pose for a selfie with a handgun.
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”