Deep Throat, find Deep Throat

Gotta love the government. The man recently revealed to be the Deep Throat informant was ordered by his superiors to find the identity of the Deep Throat informant. Twice.

For those of you just waking up, this means Mark Felt took a federal paycheck for lying to his bosses. Now, don't get me wrong. I think that the kind of disobedience that Felt exemplified was A-OK. But still, can you imagine the one-page investigative report he could have submitted?

"It's me!"

This reveals some incredibly smooth cloak & dagger stuff on Felt's part to be sure, at one point even officially meeting with Bob Woodward solely to create a smokescreen. They didn't just ask Felt to find Deep Throat once, either. This means he was so good at failing miserably in 1972 that they tapped him to do it again in 1973.

The man simply has huge balls. I have to wonder how he resisted the urge to spill everything. It's exactly the same kind of thing that prevented Clark Kent from ever picking up the handset in one of those phone booths and just screaming, "Hey! I'm Superman!"

Perhaps a better analogy would be Adam Pierson being put in charge of the Methos Chronicles.