Last year, Nancy Pelosi’s Congresspal John Murtha went all Semper Infidelis on the Marine Corps by calling Marines involved in an action in Haditha, Iraq, murderers.

With commentary, Let Freedom ring notes the latest, reported here by the Washington Post. Whoops.

NPR (!) published a timeline on the events through May 30, 2007. I doubt the May 30th entry about Lt. Col. Chessani will result in anything, since he did report to his superiors. Add the recommendation of no charges against the Marines and you’re almost up to date. There’s still the pending defamation lawsuit(s?) against Murtha by one of the Marines involved.

One wonders how long Murtha has defamed the principles under which public servants have operated: Marines, other servicemembers, honest Congresspersons, faithful staff in his Congress-office. Who else has he abused? What other principles has he stomped? That’s a tome for the times.

So, anyway, it’s looking like the murder rap is Stuff-and-Nonsense from a senior Congressional S&N aficionado.

That’s probably why Murtha and his paid-off staff of Haditha Kool-Aid drinkers either obfuscate when they take voters’ calls, or simply don’t pick up the phone (it was Friday afternoon in DC, after all).

To imagine that this vainglorious and excessively stupid man — the very symbol of hubris, earmarks and ego that turns people off to Congress faster than a tax hike on Christmas Day — thought he was best-suited to comment on Haditha (have any other senior Democrats spoken up?), with assertions that presume some modicum of intelligence and right-thinking, is to see the face of Pennsylvania’s lowest Leftist intellectual dreaming class personified. Murtha thought that because he served, he automatically observed all that is right and wrong with everything Marine, everything Iraq and everything Haditha. It’s gutsy, but not Chesty Puller gutsy. It’s more Michael Moore meets Barbara Boxer meets a Star Wars villain gutsy. Throw a few select data points out, speculate on possibilities with the basest comprehension of the English language and then attempt to torch anyone who disagrees.

Murtha has a political tool-bag, I guess, but it’s as old as Louisiana corruption and as easily dismissed as an American Idol first-rounder. He just doesn’t know it yet.

I doubt Murtha has had an original thought in three decades.

Murtha’s mouth — and his record — speak for his ability to meet the present standards of Congress — the low ones, that is. So it’s a given he can succeed in the House. Having jobbed there for a long time, he does wear the scars of legislative battle: look at the knots on his forehead from repeatedly bumping against the lowest bar of Congressional morality. The pedantic politician can no better leap that bar than he can achieve subject-verb agreement. Perhaps that’s much like his constituents, the majority of whom appear to be employed by the National Drug Intelligence Center. Does anyone else live in Johnstown, or want to?

Congress is what it is (presently it is less popular than the Administration), but there’s another, more shameful aspect to Jabba John. It deals with the always-high standards of the USMC. Murtha is so far out of the norm for a Marine or a former Marine, that the epithet “ex-Marine,” rarely used (some say never used, but that is incorrect: ask a Marine) and reserved for spies and deserters, better applies.

Now. It looks like them folks in El Paso have their politically-tiny hands full with corruption, but they don’t know nuthin’. El Paso with its Franklin Mountains doesn’t know corruption; Murtha knows corruption like a Sherpa knows K2. He is major league, a seasoned pro on the subject. If he carpet-bagged his bloated carcass to the Southwest and swam down the Rio Grande to land downtown at Santa Fe Street, he’d own the city before his ass was dry. Phase II of the National Drug Intelligence Center would quickly be built, along with the Haditha Marine Permanent Penitentiary and a flattering bust or two of Chesty Murtha scattered about town like Democratic IEDs, to keep the locals in line and voting a straight Democratic ticket.

Corruption? Murtha’s an ABSCAM veteran, an earmark Supremo, the favorite son of the National Drug Intelligence Center, which isn’t, apparently, something the Administration, which owns it, wants to keep blowing $25 million per year on, perhaps due to under-performance or lack of any kind of performance, and he’s morally corrupt to boot for “barracks-lawyering” a bunch of innocent Marines on national TV.

Marines who once would have considered him a brother now have to hold their noses when he waddles by with charges and indictments and a bulbous red nose weary from sniffing out political opportunity.

Notes: Murtha Must Go has laid the smackdown on this fat bastard for some time. Check the archives, too, for goodies like this shot of Murtha pandering to the obnoxious Code Pink leftists. Bonus points for the Murtha Must Go RSS feed, easily bringing updates of this remarkably corrupt half-man, and scion and standard-bearer of Pennsylvania Democrats to your desktop reader.