If my little graphic hasn't already spelled it out enough, Deep Throat exposed himself in the upcoming Vanity Fair. I had once read that his identity would be kept a secret until he died. But as my cohort Flamingo Jones pointed out, he probably wants to cash in on his infamy. To follow the money, as he might say.
So who is W. Mark Felt? At the time, he was the second in command at the FBI. Everyone involved, including Woodward and Bernstein, has corroborated his story. Apparently, this is no joke.
Still, discovering that Deep Throat was this guy is like finding out that Area 51 is a cactus farm. Oh well; there's always Bush's military records as the last Big Secret left in America.
If you're interested in Deep Throat the movie, here's your cheap thrill, freak.
7 comments:
Happy Blogiversary dear EEEEEEEE-aaaan....Happy Blogiversary to yoooooooooooooooouu.
And many more!
Many happy returns of the blogoversary, Ian. I'm glad to have allies like you!
Cheers matey!
Off-tangent, Zac's not updated in over a week on his regular address? You know what's going on?
Way to go
Thank you everyone. You make it happen.
Gambitch, Flamingo tells me that Zac's hard drive has fried, and he has to replace it. He'll be back soon.
Aye!
It does sorta ruin it, doesn't it? Have you ever seen the movie Dick? If not, it's Watergate, except they have 'Deep Throat' be two average teenage girls-- anyway, it's really funny.
Oh well.
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Belated big ups from your admiring bivalve. Happy 1st year!!
Keep it up-- I know you will!
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