Here's ash's take on the guy she nicknamed Clutch Cargo. Wonder what he's up to these days? Public relations, no doubt.
Someone ought to send Ari Fleischer back to Spin School and instruct him on the dangers of the telltale, sing-song, not-to-worry-everything's-just-fine voice. It is condescending and transparent.
Having said that, I do sympathize with Mr. Fleischer, who has the unenviable job of throwing a bath towel around a naked emperor.