after a week of sifting through transcripts of Donald Rumsfeld press conferences,
I tried an experiment last night.
thing I did was put on my Rumsfeld face. This takes practice. You’ve got
to lower your head and raise your chin at the same time, then squint violently
and screw up your eyes as though trying to read something in small writing on
a wall fifty feet away. Your elderly mouth should be open slightly. Your body
should be static and mummy-like. And instead of turning your whole torso to
speak to someone, you have to learn to swivel your whole head–like an owl,
or Linda Blair in The Exorcist.
week of practice, I had it down pretty well. Squinting, I got in my car and
drove to Burger King. There was a young black woman behind the counter. I recount
my exchange with her in Dept. of Defense transcript form:
evening, sir. Would you like to try a Western Whopper?
(hissing) Ask me a question I can answer!
(hissing and pointing) My goodness! Enough!
no applause. Instead, she stared at me as if I were a madman. I wondered: Why
does it work for him, and not for me?
last week, Donald Rumsfeld’s press conferences were the hottest ticket
in Washington, and the defense secretary was somehow credited by journalists
with having a "charming," even Wildean, wit. But Rumsfeld doesn’t
really make jokes; what really happens is that he occasionally explodes in outbursts
of menacing, petulant impatience, and the press corps either applauds or laughs
in response. For instance, Rumsfeld has a thing about being interrupted or being
asked follow-up questions, and his pissy takedowns of journalists who break
his "rules" are often met with warm, approving laughter. A typical
And we can’t tell you–if you can’t tell how long it’s going
to last, you sure can’t tell what it’s going to cost. But now–
Q: But that
budget was based on the war plan–
(hissing, raising finger to mouth) Shhh! (laughter) Shhh! (laughter)
personality having been nurtured over the last few years in this consequence-free
environment, Rumsfeld by the time of the outbreak of war had begun to experiment
with occasional forays into the philosophical. The pop Rumsfeld was giving way
to the "deep" Rumsfeld. It was his political Ravi Shankar phase. One
of the weirder efforts yet in this direction came two Fridays ago, on the second
day of the war proper, when he pondered the impressionistic nature of the war
we are seeing," he said, "is not the war in Iraq. What we’re
seeing are slices of the war in Iraq. We’re seeing that particularized
perspective that that reporter, or that commentator or that television camera
happens to be able to see at that moment. And it is not what’s taking place.
What you see is taking place, to be sure, but it is one slice. And it is the
totality of that that is what this war is about and being made up of."
everything about France is bad but its pretentious philosophy. Rumsfeld’s
point was repeated credulously by several major papers, including the Washingon
Post, and Ari Fleischer would later use the same reasoning to discredit
the impressions of the war left by the media as opposed to the "totality"
of the war picture, which of course only the government is privy to.
later, Rumsfeld made a Sunday media blitz during the first day of truly bad
war news, appearing on Face the Nation and Meet the Press. In
both appearances, he showed that when he didn’t have any metaphysical spin
ready for those very few uncomfortable questions that were sent his way, he
was more than willing to resort to ordinary, run-of-the-mill bullshit. Take
this segment from his interview with Tim Russert of Meet the Press:
There are also reports that a Patriot missile, unfortunately, inadvertently
struck a British aircraft. Can you confirm that?
I’ve heard the reports. There’s an investigation under way. And the
normal procedure is that there is a method of identifying friendly aircraft.
And if, indeed, what you said occurred, it very likely was a result of the fact
that either the identification in the aircraft wasn’t working properly
or the ability to identify the identification from the Patriot battery wasn’t
working properly, in which case this type of a tragedy can occur."
I was waiting
for Russert to shout, "Answer the fucking question! Did the Patriot shoot
down a Tornado, or didn’t it?" But he only pulls that with people
like Howard Dean.
example of shameless Rumsfeld double-talk left unchallenged: In an interview
that Sunday with Wolf Blitzer of CNN, Rumsfeld was asked if the errant missile
that hit an Iranian oil depot was, as reported, American:
present speculation," he said, "is that it was an Iraqi weapon, but
it’s possible that it wasn’t, and that’s the kind of thing that
will have to be looked at, and the debris, the remnants of the weapon probably
could be inspected and some determination made finally, but only after you have
ground troops. Certainly if it was an errant weapon from a coalition force,
it would have been an accident and totally unintended, but at least the preliminary
estimate is that it’s–it was an Iraqi weapon."
you have ground troops"? In Iran? What the hell was he talking about?
Blitzer didn’t ask. In another part of the Meet the Press interview,
Rumsfeld gave Russert a chance to snuff out the entire POW-Geneva convention
controversy before it even began. The Russert interview came on the first day
that Rumsfeld decided to complain about the Iraqi broadcasts of pictures of
American POWs. At one point in his complaints, he said:
the United States, of course, avoids showing photographs of prisoners of war.
We have thousands of Iraqi prisoners… But we do not–we avoid showing
photographs of them."
as he used the word "avoid," he was one step away from admitting that
the United States was guilty of the same thing that the Iraqis were. After all,
photos of Iraqi POWs have been published and aired on television from the very
first day of the war. And "we avoid," of course, is not the same as
"we do not." Rumsfeld was admitting that he was a hypocrite
on live tv. But Russert, who is a suspiciously sharp interviewer when he is
not interviewing the secretary of defense, let it pass.
of Donald Rumsfeld is something that is really hard to figure. It is hard to
imagine him really enjoying anything other than utterly compliant media attention
or military violence. Think about it: can you picture Rumsfeld bowling? Looking
at a painting? Reading aloud from Where the Sidewalk Ends? These things
are impossible to imagine. Rumsfeld appears to be a man who wouldn’t enjoy
oral sex from an 18-year-old virgin. There are no smile lines around his eyes,
and when he talks, the words seem to come out of a wrinkly hole in the middle
of his face that, rectum-like, expands and contracts as needed.
even in the middle of this bloody catastrophe unfolding in Iraq, Rumsfeld continues
to be treated like a rock star. If it’s because he’s our idea of charismatic,
we’re in a lot of trouble.