Rogich graciously agrees to take break from busy schedule so he can single-handedly elect next president

Sig Rogich promoter Sig Rogich says he always knew that great-great-great-great grampa John McCain would outlast all the other War Party presidential candidates who are/were even more lame than McCain. LVRJ

In retrospect, the McCain campaign — or "we," as Sig likes to call it — was right to take Sig's advice and ignore Nevada's caucus and concentrate on winning elections elsewhere. So all the Nevada War Party people who were jealous of the Democrats because they weren't getting any attention from prez wannabes, be sure to thank Sig!

Sigmund also admits that as McCain's campaign goes forward, "I sense I'll probably be more active than I was planning to be." Sigh. The burden of always being the smartest man in the room must weigh very heavily on Nevada's very own Very Important Person.

Fortunately, Sig is a demonstrated super-achiever who is always up to the challenge.

Sure, mention the name Sig Rogich and the first thing that pops into the heads of most people is a wily conniver exercising undue influence over duly elected law enforcement officials, arranging the mysterious disappearance/reappearance of parking garage surveillance videos and otherwise manipulating lesser mortals to cover up for a drunken gubernatorial candidate slamming a single mother half his age up against a wall under threat to put out or else.

But while that undoubtedly is the crowning achievement of Rogich's career, and the thing for which he will be most remembered, it turns out that he was also ambassador to his native Iceland once. There is perhaps no greater indication of Sig's more humble side than that he has never been overheard boasting about his dynamic record of accomplishment while serving in such a sensitive diplomatic post.

That humility is all the more admirable in that Sig rendered his indispensable contribution to crucial but delicate Icelando-American relations despite the fact that Sig spent a significant portion of his tenure working in his true native habitat — not Iceland, but a political campaign. The State Department notes that Rogich was appointed ambassador in May 1992 and presented his credentials to the Empress or local strongman or whoever the hell it is that runs Iceland in June. But just three months later in September, Rogich was overseeing the production of forgettable attack ads in a desperate effort to single-handedly rescue the ill-fated 1992 re-election campaign of George H.W. Bush (NYT, Time). In fact, if Sig hadn't been shut out of the campaign earlier in the year (hence the Iceland thing), why, there might still be a Bush in the White House today!

But moreover — and this is the impressive part — even as he was playing a powerful behind the scenes role in the miserably unsuccessful effort to thwart H. Ross Perot's revenge plot to end the Bush presidency, Sig apparently was still overseeing our country's strategically sensitive relations with the Iceland emirate or junta or whatever it calls itself; Rogich didn't officially leave the Iceland post until October 1993.

Rogich would of course later become one of George W. Bush's johns, er, "pioneers," raising hundreds of thousands of dollars for the man who would later and indisputably be known as the worst president in the history of the United States. Alas, while Bush the Crazier has been more than happy to take Rogich's money, he apparently doesn't want anything else to do with him. At all. According to accounts delivered by shadowy Gleaner operatives (or, as the grown-up media says "according to sources"), the distance between Rogich and the Bush inner circle stems in no small part to this story in the NYT in 2000, wherein Sig simply couldn't resist the urge to tell the elite media and thus the whole world how much smarter he was than the people who were running Bush's campaign.

In other words, Sig was sure he was smarter than Karl Rove. In retrospect, maybe he was.

Oh well, Rogich has since hooked his wagon to bitchy little area megalomaniac Sheldon Adelson, who will be spending jillions to promote his vision of glorious global thermonuclear war long after the current Bush in the White House has shuffled off to a lucrative sinecure with the Carlisle Group.

And Sig will always have "Poppy" (as the elder Bush is affectionately known). In his memoirs, All the Best, George H.W. Bush introduces a mash note he sent to Sig thusly:

Sig Rogich, who had worked with me in the White House as special assistant to the President for public events and initiatives before I named him ambassador to Iceland, had a reputation around the White House for being a natty dresser.

Funny. We were thinking just the other day that there are two things missing from Grampa Grumpy's Straight Talk Express: 1) even a fraction of an ounce of sense in the general topic area of the interminable Iraq fiasco, and 2) an aging narcissistic Las Vegas clothes horse.

Comments

[TerroristinElko]

He looks like an even more deranged Chris Matthews.

nice...epecially the last paragraph. WIT! yeah.

New rules say if you're anon you can say any fucking thingyou want. if you have an identity you're fucked.

[Lilly]

One more thug in a town that has no shortage.

[NVMojo]

http://www.reuters.com/article/pressRelease/
idUS44807+08-Jan-2008+PRN20080108

Maybe he'll get appointed by Bush to some international trade committee like old Sheldon!

[CollegeStudent]

Umm...aren't you supposed to call him The Honorable Sig Rogich.