Methinks I scent the morning air

H:  Madam, how like you this play?
Q:  The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
H:  O, but she’ll keep her word.

Lunghu, being of sound but devious mind, finds himself somewhat bmused by the media uproar –and US government reaction– over Wikileaks’ release of State Department cable traffic.   Not that he’s actually looked at any of the cables, mind you, because that would apparently be a security violation of some kind.

According to OMB, it would seem that even if Lunghu actually had a “Secret” security clearance and were a U.S. citizen, it would be a security violation to even view the contents of classified cables on a non-secure, non-government computer.   Even if said classified cables were published in their entirety by a foreign media organization in blatant violation of NOFORN restrictions.  My Gracious!

So, regardless of whether all these diplomatic cables (some merely classified “Confidential”) confirm or definitively refute some of Lunghu’s wild-eyed conspiracy theories, he can’t read ’em without risking a one-way ticket to Guantanamo.   Sheesh.   What a disappointment.

Well, lack of (dis)information has never prevented Lunghu from commenting in the past, so he certainly ain’t gonna overlook a truly golden opportunity for alternate hypothesizing.   What if … the Obama/Panetta administration had the inspiration to turn their large stock of sour lemons into lemonade, and sell it to a thirsty public?   [For those of you uncomfortable with metaphor, this means  turning a problem into an opportunity by using Wikileaks as a vehicle for spreading both disinformation and a strategic message.]   What on earth does Lunghu mean?

Consider:  you’re POTUS and you’re trying to execute a foreign policy that advances the interests of the nation and enhances the security and stability of the status quo.   It ain’t working out so well.   Your so-called allies are two-faced or timorous; your low-key adversaries are throwing kidney punches at you in dark alleys around the world; your outright opponents are successfully sneaky and growing in power to defy you, while you have to be polite, smile to their faces, and suck it up.   Wouldn’t it be great to tell them how you really feel?   Because that might actually scare the shit out of some of them, embarrass others, and stroke the egos of those nations whom you stintingly praise.   Sounds like a plan.   But how to do it?   Ah hah!  Wikileaks!

Are you beginning to get the picture?   And this project is also a two-fer, because ex-post facto you can also salt the cable traffic with pseudo-documents that advance your current policy objectives by making it appear that particular views on certain topics were circulating a few years previously.   …  Julian Assange accepts the tainted trove in good faith, making him the perfect strawman.   When the inevitable public release occurs, your minions unleash the full fury of pained protest, high-road outrage, legal recourse, and semi-covert cyber measures.   Gotta put on a good show to really sell the authenticity of the material, after all.

So Lunghu is not at all dismayed that the US ambassador to Thailand sent a cable to State on August 13 2009 indicating that the extradition process in Viktor Bout’s case was going badly.   Rather fortuitous timing, it would seem.   And you never, ever, tell the ambassador –because he’s got to have deniability.

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