Oh, for the love of god.

Is this what the Great Drug Hunt has come down to? (Let's not even get into the fact that the Feds perjury case against Barry Bonds may not be brought to court until a quarter-to-Mayan Doomsday. We don't make witch-hunts like we used to.) That's been the point all along -- get players to choose between committing perjury or demolishing their reputations in the most recent great War On Some People Who Take Some Drugs. (Copyright: www.lawyersgunsandmoney.com) The whole thing is a dumbshow, produced by certain ambitious law-enforcement officials who believe themselves to be above the law, and aimed to guarantee itself the maximum visibility by targeting the highest profile athletes. Where's the federal indictment against Rafael Palmeiro, now living out his retirement in obscurity. Clemens is a name people know.

It's not a good thing to lie to Congress. People shouldn't do it. But after a decade in which torturers, their enablers, corporate criminals, and far too many people from Jack Abramoff's rolodex all skated, you'll forgive me if I don't feel good about us as a nation because, during the same time, we've been able to run a few half-bright athletes to earth. Even if it succeeds, it's a waste of time because the whole hysteria has been a waste of time.

Oath-wise, it's too bad Clemens can't avail himself of some legal loopholes, or get himself pardoned so he can return to his old job, or suddenly have a flash of memory that allows him to augment his previous testimony. Should have gone into politics, Rog.