Lest We Furr-get: "Ambassador" Karen Hughes

By Miss Kubelik

We cats are wondering if, in honor of this post, we should change the name of "Lest We Furr-get" to "What a Crock."

Because that's what Karen Hughes' Bush-era stint at the State Department was.

Remember? Think back very, very far... to 2005, to be exact. (Which you might be doing anyway due to the upcoming Katrina anniversary.) The Worst Person Who's Ever Lived appointed the ever-grating Ms. Hughes to an ambassadorship of sorts. Her job — to "change Islamic perceptions about America."

A bare two years later, Ms Hughes, either bored out of her skull or just trying to cover up abject failure, resigned and returned to Texas.

Today, the same Ms. Hughes is "writing" op-ed pieces for The Washington Post, most laughably about the non-Ground-Zero non-mosque. Which she's against. And now, she says she simply can't remember ever working with the non-mosque's imam, Feisal Abdul Rauf — although she did so frequently during her "ambassadorship."

The non-Ground-Zero non-mosque story continues to morph into something less flattering to the Republicans and right wingers who claim to be so whipped up about it. We cats await the situation's final resolution with eager, and at the same time weary, anticipation.

In the meantime, though, we think this much is abundantly clear: Hughes' entire tenure at the State Department — like so much of the Bush Administration — was a colossal fraud. From beginning to end.